there always has to be that moment
there has to be a final goodbye
one that is more than words
and one that goes down deep inside

mighty shepherdess
i am tender in your care
i will graze,
with your love laden stare

it’s strange
you are not here,
to hold my frame

you throw your hands up in the air
throw the dice,
and then,
try to sit back down on the chair

the magic is lost,
once the trick is explained
and you never measure the cost
just the strain