My GoodbyeA Poem by Teresa
Today is the moon of my days, A darkness so fleeting Temporary as time. Your memory too shall pass: Into the sea of collections, Joyous I hope, To be reclaimed as nostalgia And learned from as better. I do not weep your name, My heart not pounding your return, This wasn't goodbye, But I know I may never see you again. I've made peace with that demon, Held his hand as he cried, Let the world know of the passing, And I move on with my life.
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