Again

Baby girl, you’re gonna love again
This time, it will be better than the last
The shattered dreams, the broken pieces from the past
Will be tender, and filled with love again
The unnamed promises, hopeless romance
Will be replaced by the warm presence of the heart
and of the voice that says “I’m here.”

My sweet, I once had this fear
Of being an unlovable driftwood
Holding on to any shore,
calling it home,
giving it my heart
Time and time again
Hope fades away,
with rain and tears,
with wind and shivers and hurts
Then comes one day
Autumn breeze tells me
“Baby girl, you’re gonna love again.”


· poetry