The day innocence disappeared
As life was created down by the Sleepy Hollow
The days of great sayings
Children bringing up children
We did okay for a time
Sadly, maturity does what it always does
Brings new horizons
Sets new goals
We were okay about it
Others weren’t
Maybe they couldn’t see beyond the hill
Time moved on, and the bond was broken
Years later, you found your soulmate
A second child was born
I found out later, a girl
I was leading my life
So in a way, it wasn’t my business
Just made it more final in a way
I agreed you should take full custody
It was the right thing to do
Upset some
But it was always me and you
I passed by the Sleepy Hollow
Maybe just to understand
It was wild and overgrowing
Pushing further to the road
Someday it would reach beyond the hill
Never looking back
I would be waiting.
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Paul Bell (Pseudonym) (
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Melancholic, a bit sad, nostalgic a bit wistful, full of shadows of the past it is in a way dreamlike and pulls at the heart. Well done Paul
It does a bit.
Paul, this is deeply moving. It carries the quiet ache of memory without dramatizing it, and that restraint makes it hit harder. Well done, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Is a bit sad.
Indeed. It is.
A memorial past of what-ifs but with hope of a future to come. When we love something, let it go. It will come back.
Sometimes it's the right decision.
Love is never selfish. Only then is it the right decision. Hugs
There’s a quiet, bittersweet grace here—memory and choice tangled together with honesty and tenderness. I love how the past lingers without weighing down the present.
Yeah, some kids are wiser than their years.
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