Hold but never have

Hold but never have

How can you not lose which merely is loaned
Hold but never have; enjoy but never owned

If the pain of loss is something to be measured
I would tell the world, it’s not to be treasured

To sacrifice all, just to glimpse the chance.
That two become one, as it is to dance

To love is to risk; to put out a line.
Which when rejected leaves a life like mine.

When stripped away, left with no power
I remind myself, live this next ‘hour’.

What will it bring forth, what might my eyes see
Who can perceive the future, certainly not me!