Touch and Go

there are so many of you,
beautiful and mysterious…
touch and go,
touch and go…
I want to hold you all,
but I let you go,

and before I can mourn, another is born…

there are so many of you,
filling me with joy
and the pain of letting you go,
letting you go,

and before I can mourn, another is born…

there are so many of you,
perhaps one of you will stay,
stay long enough that I will forget,
forget that I have to let you go,
let you go,

and before I can mourn, another is born…

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