YOU ARE NO LONGER A PART OF ME

Like the dust that leaves butterfly wings,
Like autumn leaves that drop from a tree,
Like fur that moults from an animal,
You are no longer a part of me.

But you've not broken my heart this time.
No teardrops have fallen from my eyes.
Your absence will not darken my world;
Instead I shall look to brighter skies.

6 October 2005