Grounded

As I filter through these items stored Within my mind and heart Am I to just pretend You never held a part Held so loosely in your hand Without restraint or guile Made my spirit take to flight Uplifted by your smile Why must I hit delete on Memories held dear A moot point at best,I simply can't They always reappear It is a fact you left a mark No superficial wound Cut to the core forever more Flight feathers permanently pruned The first cut IS the deepest All that follows but a scratch Trying as hard as was possible I would not take the patch All in my life incurred since then I hold no one to task As I honestly gave all that I could give Putting on my happiest mask So........I will always be your Buddy You will always be my Pal And if any have a problem They can also have a cow