Strange Tug-of-war

It’s a strange tug-of-war
I’m in it alone
Letting go…
And holding on

Some days my heart
Won’t listen to my head
Torn by what I see
And time has said
It stops for no one
This I know
But I’m holding on
While I’m letting go

Another year
Is simply a page
A smile, a tear
On history’s stage
Time, you are neither foe
Nor a friend
I must try letting go
While I’m holding on

Looking ahead to tomorrow
Holding on to the past
Letting go of my sorrow
But not too fast
I’d never return
If given the chance
Yet intensely I yearn
For yesterday’s dance


It’s a crazy tug-of-war
I’m in it alone
Letting go…
And holding on

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Janet Martin