Freed

At first your grasp seemed inescapable, The more I pushed, the more you pulled. It had felt so incredible, So incredibly amazing to be able to turn an eagle Into a sparrow, A boulder into pebbles, That I had grown quickly glued to your prison; So pleased was I to have captured such a stoic heart. All the months I had waited to see What other sorts of magic I could create. I wanted to make a dragon a kitten, A lion a lamb, But I not-so-quickly realized That I could only dream. You were a good opponent, A good opponent for my quiet eyes and Fickle ways. I knew none better, Yeah I'll give you that. So thank you for making me be thankful for my release. It took a while, But I'm here now, And thats the best place I'll ever be. © Copyright R. McCarthy