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