See-Saw

I put it up there,
the picture of you I took,
so I could go back
from time to time and look
at what I had and lost
or purposely tossed free
depending on what kind of mood
is then engulfing me.

I still play on my see-saw
not concluding you good or bad
going there where I put it up
elated once, twice sad.

One day I might tire
of teetering up and down,
realizing, with a final glance
balance
doesn't exist in this playground.