Did you think
I would abjectly
Tuck my tail
Between my legs
And surrender
At your approach?
A life well lived
Is how we define
Our healing
As the blood gets stronger
Each time the craft is plied
And the elements
Heal the wounded spirit
With light and love
While the thoughts of revenge
Grow dimmer
Given time
This affair will be
Forgotten and buried
As it should be.

9-7-03
Laura R