Let go

I love you little one.

I've loved you from the beginning.

From the moment you stretched towards the light,

I knew that you would pierce my heart

You were so new then.

So frail.

Unaware of all the joys you would recieve,

Ignorant of all the pains you would endure.

I love you little one.

Do you remember feeling the breeze for the first time?

The unexpected rush that tickled with your thin skin?

It danced along your veins like a ballet dancer performing just for us.

You were so shocked when it betrayed you.

You asked me, "How can something so wonderful and free become so angry?"

I answered the only way I knew how to answer an answerless question; I held you tighter.

I love you little one.

Your memory will remain carved on my soul forever,

And I would keep you that long if I could.

But you are mirroring the sky and turning darker by the day.

Transforming in front of me,

Losing all of the joy and life and freshness I gave you.

You wrinkle.

You decay.

So before the sickness of death punishes me as it did you,

Let go.