Apparently that old journal is full of goodies. ;)
Letting Go!
I have given up the driver's seat,
I no longer want to steer.
All I seem to do is drive nowhere.
For the most part
I make a kind of art
Out of making plans
And not letting go!
I go & go, and drive a wedge
Never thinking to give it up,
To let go and move aside,
To hand you the wheel & the keys.
What a difference it's made
Just to sit and talk,
To allow for help on this long walk.
You know where we're going
For you made the map.
And for now I'll sit in your lap
As you hold me safe
For this dangerous stretch
And keep me strong for the next!
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