LEAVING HER FOR SOMETHING NEW

Stepping out into the morning
Realising my new calling
Thinking only of the things
That independence brings
Apron strings are now corroding
Feelings lovingly exploding
And the tenderness collides
In the sweetness of her eyes, her eyes

It doesn't mean you love her less
Fleeing from the nest
Leaving her for something new
Growing spiritual unrest
Like a boyhood quest
Leaving her for something new

Wasting time 'tick-tocks' in seconds
Open spaces seem to beckon
Thinking only of the things
That new-found freedom brings
Vision blurred and still half blind
You cut the cord a second time
Hands and knees are worn from crawling
And then you're suddenly free-falling