Letting Go

     They stood in time suspended
     His train about to leave
     Reluctantly she loosened her embrace
     Her fingers slowly slipped from his
     The threads of their connection
     Stretched between them, tip to tip,
     As he began to ease away.

     She ran along the platform
     Palpations in her heart
     Savouring the taste of every kiss
     Whispering I Love You
     As the whistle blew and time ran out
     And with a poof he disappeared.

     And as she drifted into sleep that night
     She held his promise to her breast
     In the lingering of his last words 
     I’ll be back when the war is over
     And she smiled, waiting for 
     Tomorrow

          Janet Reid
          january 2010








 



Awarded by Poetic Constellations ~ April 28, 2010