Beholden

She wanted to go it alone because she needed to
Under brick and mortar and stone the fisticuffs flew
From a sodden heart that’s beholden to no one
Smiling from ear to ear for the people to see
In her mind she’s perfectly clear but the rivers run deep
Like a soldier with orders beholden to no one
“Foiled!” She cried
“If only I could leave you all behind
Up until now I’ve refused to fly or to take the fall
For what was mine.”
I’ll be more careful the next time
The wind blows broken wings
Outside the measures were bold
And the stakes were raised
Into the warmth of his arms
At the end of the day
And he holds her
She holds him
They’re grateful for each day