Terminal

The garden gates left open,

once where my child would stand,

he left my home a boy 

for Australia to be a man 

He said ""father i'll do my best,

I can only follow life's great plan;

there will be money in an envelope,

just keep the mother grand"  

Now as I walk out upon the estate,

it seems all life has passed bye,

the haunting halls, the empty rooms,

among the whale of silences cry.

So now it seems in worn out dreams,

the hope that was brought to many,

leaves them helpless to the streets 

they don't care about tomorrow 

trying to meet today's needs 

The worker was oblivious to this forthcoming,

it took most of us by surprise   

now paying with the absence and culture of our children

that's the price of all these lies 

When the only care is money 

yes, togetherness will have to die 

Thus utter the words 

"dry your tears my darling,

or both of us will cry".

I see the movement of the birds,

as they try to reach the skies, 

over all the waves of people,

trying to say goodbyes,

"i'll probably be back tomorrow",

as smiling friends joke lies,

They will probably never live this land again 

but with these last memories they will try.

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

goodbyes can be so melancholy and hard to say ... especially to our children .. when they leave the hearth, even if only to across the street .. leave they do :} ... i like the wisdom at the end .. one hopes that the real treasures of life open up to our children and our friends .. so much can be lost in the clamber for material worlds ... a balance needs to be struck eh!?
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[TL Boehm]

I always felt that I was raising my children to let them go. that as much as I loved them and wanted permanence I was transient in their lives. Its a tenuous thing and this poem tugged at my heart.

[Neo]

Goodbyes are an inevitable part of life, but it never gets easier. Thanks for sharing.

[child of God]

DeeP I like it thank you for pending

[Troy Henson]

It's never easy to say goodbye. Thoughts and memories remain.

Nicely done.

[Saddam]

A sensitive write,
Great read......................

trying to say goodbyes,
"i'll probably be back tomorrow",
as smiling friends joke lies,
They will probably never live this land again
but with these last memories they will try.