Your Gift

I wander through the corridors of my mind.
Loss, grief, sadness residing there.
In my heart I feel the letting go.
Not sure how much more I can bear.

I see you disappearing.
Fading from my view.
I see the shimmer of love appearing.
A love of someone new.

I feel you take my hand and
Gently place it into his.
Truly setting me free to love
Your finest gift to me, this is.

(C) Lesley M Mercill. November 2015  All Rights Reserved.