I forced myself
To look away
The grapevine spoke
Of you today
You had learned
The native tongue
Another country
Now you belong.
Distant, far
Another sky
A different walkway
Mountains high
Another take
On life itself
Different people
Your past on shelf.
Gathering dust
A secret hidden
Memories now
Locked in a prison
Yes I forced myself
To look away
When the grapevine spoke
Of you today.