Letting go

How did we lose our way

Did we linger too long

In the wrong places

Is is too late for the olive branch to lay


Many kisses,

admiring glances

Were part of our every day

Now sorrow, dispiritedness

Dapple the horizon, with spots of grey


Why did we let us drown

With different eyes,

I can see now,

we let go

We let each other down


We turned the volume down

Our ears heard no sound

We stopped talking

We stopped hearing

Is it too late to turn it around


Thinking back to those early days

Enthralled in each other

Tenderness in each others gaze

Minutes turning into hours

Night turning into mornings rays


Friday nights glasses of wine

Weekends a lazy takeaway

Falling asleep

You body laying next to mine


Seeing the world side by side

Encounters, good times

affairs of the heart, a hell of a ride


Memories so beautiful

My heart, it sings

Recalling tender moments and

The wonderful things


10 years ago

In love we were falling

Tenderness and passion

Were perfectly enthralling


In time

Our thoughts became estranged


How did it happen

A life rearranged


Then the time came

We could no longer fight it

A seperate path we took

Our confused minds

now quiet


We mirrored each other

Without a voice

Reflecting, rejecting, unseeing

Could this be a reckless choice


The hardest part is letting go

slipping from our safe embrace

Respecting, allowing each to grow

In our own silent hiding place


Is it too late to turn back now

Another chance to try

A dignified love

A love we both allow


What is meant to be

Will always find a way ❤️❤️❤️

Published by Janette Bendle

I have reached my fabulous 50s. Guess what, it’s okay. 20 years in the health and wellness industry. Educating men and women on the importance of nourishing their bodies with good food, moving with integrity, recharging their energy levels and empowering their minds. I love my job. A mother of two boys who are now men and my greatest achievement. A lover of words, an aspiring author with a book written and no idea where to go next, a poet who writes from the heart and her vulnerability. A foodie who loves to experiment, a salad lover , But not just your Every day salad, I throw in anything you can think of it ends up in my salad. I have a reputation for making the greatest weirdest salads around. As a total contradiction, I have a ridiculous sweet tooth. I rescue abandoned souls in the bodies of dogs, an animal lover, Who sometimes likes animals more than humans. My teacher in life, my mother never ceases to amaze me. I am one fortunate human being who is filled with gratitude for the life she lives.

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