Undesirable Goodbye

Undesirable Goodbye

A Poem by Serenity Faith
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The picture from left to right~ My older brother, Ryan; me and my Papaw; my Mamaw and my little brother, Elias~

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The house across the way,
holds my fondest memories,
I'd visit every day,
Never dream that they would cease 

I'd kiss my Mamaw, on the cheek
and hug my Papaw tightly,
I said a word I shouldn't speak,
one he said "don't take lightly"

"Emaline, say this instead,
see ya later, or just bye.
Never say Goodbye." he said
"not until I die."

"Goodbye means forever,"
Papaw, started to explain.
"For now we are together,
Lord's willin, we'll meet again."



I didn't like the thought,
of not seeing my best friend.
I still preach what he taught.
I will until the end



Days, months, and years passed
my visits grew short and few.
I still believed they'd always last
Then suddenly, they were through

I'll never forget when Papaw died
I didn't know what to do
"I didn't say the word!" I cried
"I didn't say Goodbye to you!"

My Mamaw, even though her age,
held me within strong arms
I was Twelve years old, and lacking courage
all I needed was her charm

"Don't be sad, Emaline."
She said through broken voice
"Papaw's walking tall and fine,
Instead we should rejoice."

time, slowly moved forward
on hands, still no more
I started shifting shoreward
death, then knocked the door

I got the call, just days before,
my birthday in December
She'd had a fall on concrete floor
Her pain still strikes me tender

'Mamaw please, just look at me,"
her body in weak condition.
She opened up her eyes to see
My mournful disposition.

"I love you more than you'll ever know."
I said through heart so broken
"You've yet to see my daughter grow."
Then she replied, with words, soft spoken.

"I love you too." She said assured
This time, I held my mother
Mamaw fell asleep, no longer to endure,
Then she stopped breathing further



When I pass that house,
that's still across the way,
the ache is hard to douse,
instead I simply pray

I can't go knock upon their door
to spend my lazy summers
They seem like more a myth, a lore
so distant, the sound of mummers

No longer can I seek advice,
when I can't help but cry.
the links to heaven, now in God's vice
An undesirable said, "Goodbye."

© 2012 Serenity Faith



Author's Note

Serenity Faith
In loving Memory of my Papaw, Buford Orvalee Whited 10-12-04
In loving Memory of my Mamaw, Thelma Ruth Whited 12-03-11

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This is amazing emily! this poem has everything. You have pure talent and I am sure they are reading this from above and smiling to themselfs for being so blessed with a grand daughter like you! I am proud to say that you are my neighbor, friend and as close to family as it could possibly get!

Posted 5 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Serenity Faith

5 Years Ago

Thanks Tabby Kat, I'm missing them something awful and so this was what came from it. My Mamaw reall.. read more
Tabitha t

5 Years Ago

i know you will. you, tim and even little kairi. this is an amazing piece of work and I could never .. read more



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I read this again and it was new to me. I share your experience as well. It's so hard at times. So many memories that are truly sacred.

Posted 11 Months Ago


This is so beautiful. It really is a touching poem and amazing tribute. Loved reading this (:

Posted 1 Year Ago


The whole poem is very touching and the way you portrayed your emotions simply amazing, i pray for your parents may their souls rest in peace and wish you all the best in your wonderful writing world..

Posted 3 Years Ago


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Wow I cried but that was beautiful and I loved it so much it hit hard I felt it all within. I understand all to well what a dear loss is. From what I read your an amazing lady:) Thank yo so very much for sharing your heart:)

Posted 4 Years Ago


You give us a story of a personal nature...in the lines of this one...as a reader the words are not restrictive...because they speak from the heart...yet you even used a rhyme scheme to convey the plot lines for this narrative of your family...

...the events unfold and the memories come to life...I always like these types of reads...you cannot measure them, they speak for themselves...and your feel the reality of it all in the lines...how human we are and how fragile life is...and when we must pay our respects and say our goodbyes...

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

nice autobiographical poem, well written

Posted 4 Years Ago


Not bad. I think your rhyme scheme is a little simple, but you do manage to get the message across fairly well, and overall this is decent. Well done.

Posted 4 Years Ago


I loved this. It brought tears to my eyes and my touched my heart deeply. I share the same experience. I was partially raised my my grandparents in the hills of rural KY. Papaw taught me huntin and fishin too, so many things I can relate to.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Serenity Faith

4 Years Ago

Thank you for such a heartfelt review! My Papaw was in a wheelchair, but he taught me more things ab.. read more
S.M. “Sam” Shapiro

4 Years Ago

Yes thats the peace we have to draw from:)
what a wonderful tribute poem. a brilliant and wonderfully heartfelt write.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Serenity Faith

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