I fear my dear
This is gone out of my hands
I have no control
I can only be but so bold

I knew when it started
Someone would end up brokenhearted
And never imagined
It would be me

Now I let you be
I want you to be free
You showed me how things ought to be

When you wandered astray
I didn’t bark or treat you like prey
I stayed
Quiet
Observing the moment
Taking note
Writing with my pen strokes
To plan for another day

The thing with me
Is that I will let you be ...