Parting

When parting ways as we must do,

My heart does break for leaving you.

As life flows on, and we are caught

In currents strong, I have the thought:

 

That though we seek to fight the tide,

Perhaps it’s best, the swell to ride.

It’s all in vain to force our way,

For fate will have the final say.

 

And though it seems that we are lost,

Forever parted, torn, and tossed,

There is a hope for you and me,

For fate to change, and peace to be.

 

02.23.18