Finally
Finally
I’m forgiving you.
Making you the helium in my balloon.
Taking you into my lungs, once more.
Giving you one last chance,
to totally misconstrue how I say things.
before I retie it.
Send it soaring into the sky.
To associate with the cumulus,
manipulate the currents, navigate the wind,
then disappear into someone else’s back yard.
Copyright © Sandra Hudson | Year Posted 2009
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