Primrosed and still whirling
Clinging to a gossamer thread
Choices made
Inexorable commitment
Binding her head
But alone in the dark does
She think of me?
Bullheaded and still waiting
Trying now to play her part
Duty and pain
Assail, harden, and befuddled
Her once true heart
Does she remember the we
We once were?
Maudlin, scarred and scared
Now desperate for the known
It is what it is
Forgiving, ignoring, avoiding
At least she has a home
Will she ever be the brave girl
Who taught me to love
Delirium and knowing
Forever now at odds
You can not fix this
Release, return, embrace
The plan to follow God's
Plan for life and love
And turn a mistake into bravery
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