Gone

Saying goodbye is hard.
It’s easier to just say it and let words flow into tears.
Goodbye. Let it flow into many emotions.
You’ve come to drink from his well. I accept.
And waived my quiet protest. You smile.
Everyone agrees to keep it short. I pray
The choir keeps singing to your guitar
Until my cheeks are dry
and their voices thin out.
Sunsets are now worth talking about,
now that I see your long shadow. You
are not lost like a tree in the forest.
I can see your shining face.
I will come and visit that forest to find
You standing next to me when I’m gone.

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