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Letting You Go

I will love you with all my might ‘til rainbows come to an end
You are my heart and soul which is aching softer, this message I send

The final blow has reached its curtain call
The crowd has left the room, the seats will empty all

The hardest part is letting go because I needed you to stay

 Will you still come and visit me in my dreams?
The butterflies and the sailboat is what I like, it seems

I can see that tiny little light of hope begging me to see
It is time for me to begin a new life and take care of me

The hardest part is letting go because I needed you to stay

I am getting stronger everyday...Do not despair, I am going to be okay
It is still difficult; I did not expect events to turn this way

I realize your resting place is with Him where you can find some relief
So much despair in your life Heaven is the best place for you, I believe

Grief, I can let some release you are finally at peace
My end is my new beginning, this I can surely see
 
The hardest part was letting go because I needed you to stay

©Holly P. Moore
   December 2012

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Carl Fraser

Date: 12/19/2012 3:23:00 PM

Letting go is always hardest, i always wonder how the river of tears never runs dry, very tender write Holly, blessings, Carl

Anne Rutherford

Date: 12/19/2012 7:05:00 AM

Holly this is an amazing poem. All the words I've been telling myself since my husband died ,you have captured it , the last line says it so well. hugs Anne

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 12/18/2012 8:09:00 PM

Holly, your poem gives out a healing feeling. Our loved ones are blessing we hold them dear in our hearts, especially when the time comes when are rainbows have to part. I like the feeling of getting stronger and letting go. At one point in time, i could not and would not face reality. It was very hard for me. I wish I could have read this poem of self inspiration when I had to let go... you are a wonderful friend and poet. Thank you very much for always being good to me here on the soup.Love PD

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 12/18/2012 7:46:00 PM

gosh, HOlly, was this family? A husband perhaps? So sad but you are so right. the hard part belongs to the ones still remaining. I really liked this. You are my last poem for the night I think. gosh, I have been here a while now!! yes, you must have read something I wrote about Razzmatazz, my new satin black cat with gold eyes. She is hiding behind the tv right now . I guess she must be missing her old home. but when she catches on to my place like callie did, I have high hopes for her!