Four seasons have come and gone
With the breaking
As stumps are left in the distance
Resembling you and me.
It’s the end of winter
And the spring is filling
With rebirth all over.
A part of me knew
This wasn’t us,
But I couldn’t
Accept the changes.
I needed to mend my life,
Search for my sum,
And allow seasons to come naturally.
This much so far is me
Untouched but recreated
Through the passages
Of time here.
You won’t be celebrating me
But I toast to the new
Divine feminine awakened.
You must know this so far,
Even contemplate
The answers to all those questions
We pondered
With long conversations
Throughout heated nights.
I didn’t fit in your world.
This so far is mine
And I will never be back to you
As the woman I was
When I left.
Moments with Millie 
Beautiful.
Thank you, darling. Sending lots of love your way.