I love you...but you don't need me anymore

You were the measuring rod

That helped me grow up

You were the helpless being

Whose needs meant more than mine

You were the anchor to my flight

You were the person who made

Me learn to fight

For your rights as well as mine

Now that you are gone

As well as many of my friends

I see the handwriting on the wall

It's time to move on...

Like all who are displaced

By time and circumstance

You have to know

When it is time to go...

Now, is the time...

It was great here

For thirty years...

But that time is over...

And I have to travel on

To another place

Another people

Another time...

That is mine.

Did you write this? If you did, is it based on a personal experience?

Mumio said:

Did you write this? If you did, is it based on a personal experience?

Yes, I wrote it and it is based on my own experiences as well as those of others I have known.

It's very good, I enjoyed it

Mumio said:

It's very good, I enjoyed it

Thank you. I find that some poems resonate with people while others don't. I appreciate your interest. I wish there was more activity on this part of the board like there used to be...