Soul Highway

Mending family ties

I think I am whole again.
I swallowed my pride and made the call.
Sometimes it’s just easier to let go.
To wipe out words that leave scars.
No apologies, no recriminations, no excuses.
An ugly chapter is simply deleted.
For the heart to start on a clean slate.

Thanks, mahal, for giving it to me like it is. No sugarcoating, you said. Then you slapped me with the word pride. Thanks for taming the lion, once again.