Honesty Is The Best Policy

A brand new season's coming soon, My spirit tells me so, Perhaps sometime this afternoon, I'll find the strength to go... And from my heart and mind may rise Another sad refrain, Such that new tears could fill my eyes As feelings I explain... Love causes me to spill such thoughts In rhythms and in rhyme, Not merely writing bland reports Of things once called sublime... When I recall that we were friends Till sorrows came about, How can the memorised events So easily fade out? If I could take back words I said And letters that I wrote, To simply say farewell instead, Would truly get my vote... But life goes on, to pastures new, To further dreams and such, Though we still ponder what to do And vainly stay in touch... Perhaps it's time to call a halt, Declare it all but done, Just draw the line, admit each fault, Confess that neither won... Let all emotions fade away Till snow falls on the ground, To hide from us the games we play When joys are newly-found... With that in mind, my heart takes rest, If you agree we're through, No more to phone if no more blessed, If to our hearts we're true... Love ran its course, the thrills are spent, The tenderness has gone And though we met by accident, Let's now, by choice, move on... Denis Martindale, copyright, October 2013.