A gift for you these three small words I offer,
not looking for an answer
nor for you to proffer
anything,
not comment, good or bad,
nor look, nor touch,
or even to acknowledge
that you heard.
Freely said with no conditions, strings attached or
expectation of
reciprocation
for I am allowed to give
of anything I wish
of anything I wish
and do not look
for a return.
No childishness or hidden meaning holds,
for I am grown up now, and
someone old as I
knows well
they cannot keep these words for use,
no benefit accrues to me
in owning them.
No disappointment, sulks or tears will follow, for
I do not speak to hear,
only just
to let them go,
like little birds, whose fate
is out of my control
when they fly free,
to let you know,
three
little
words
Spoken with tenderness.
ReplyDeleteGreat poem. So well written, I particularly enjoyed the lines:
ReplyDelete'expectation of
reciprocation '
thanks Martin, Becca and Jack.
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