It's Time

Dropped Off

By: the iHope Poet

Let go of.

That's what I am

And will be always.

Dropped on the steps

of my own front porch,

Left in the streets

that only lead one direction: Away. 

And I cannot stay. 

Life is meant to be traveled,

So I'll continue forward.

And though it's hard to not look back, 

I mustn't. Ever, or I'll cry 

and lose my focus on where I need to be. 

And the farther I go,

the less I stop, 

and the shorter I rest, 

So, the easier it is

for me to be

Let go. 

via

And Letting Go

By: the iHope Poet

Saying goodbye

May or may not be as easy

As it seems at times.

The load is so heavy

And relief is the key

To move on.

Sometimes I think

That holding on makes me so strong

And I'm wrong.

Releasing the care

May be the way to learn

how to fly.

True, I must leave,

and maybe they'll miss me

Like I will miss them...

But whether or not;

My fingers are slipping,

As I reach the end.