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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