Letting go.

i hung

my broken dreams

on the stars.

one

by

one,

i set them

free.

and now,

here I stand,

empty hands cupped,

waiting for

the new rain.

—letting go.

Published by

Liezel Graham

Wife. Mum. Lover of words. Lover of the Word. Writer of stories. I drink too much coffee and dream improbably big dreams. The quintessentially weird kid, all grown up and (still) finding refuge in books and words.

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