I'm letting go
or trying to
my foolish dreams
I've cherished for so long

I'm cleaning out
old wounds, still raw
touched now and then
to see if they still hurt

I'm letting go of fairytales,
fantasies, and magical solutions
I'm letting go of daydreams,
dalliance, and happily ever after

it’s not so very easy
to give these things away
I have wanted to believe
that wishes could come true

I'm letting go the pretence
'what if' and 'maybe' could happen
and finding cold acceptance
they were only make-believe

and if my heart protests
not wanting to be lonely
and still insists on hoping
then I'll just let it go


© Nancy Anderson 2004