Reflections of the Soul: Poetry

Accettazione

"Accettazione"

One moment you're here;

Next moment you're gone.

So much for my tears,

For they have ran out.

A glimpse of the night

Shows me a surprise.

Not the real fearful kind

Nor a dreadful demise,

But I thought I saw you

And that you are still here.

If only it was true,

Then got nothing to fear.

If I could see you one last time,   

Then no problem seeing you go;

But it is not like that—not nice

Yet have to go on with the flow.

- 2011