letting go

A kite longs to soar
As a bird yearns to be free
A seed willingly dispersed
As far as it can see

Peoples long to keep
Lovers within their reach
And friends closer still
Leaving no space in between

Yet when you grasps too tight
Everything begins to slip
Like a tender patch of sand
In our tiny lil hand

And sometimes all it takes
Is to open up our hands
Maybe some wanna soar
There’s a joy called letting go

0815 y.ho