You are leaving me, my dear.
I thought, we have ages to grow old together
but life has caught us up
tripped us, tricked us
in no small measure
you look serene, peaceful
prepared for your journey
I stretch my lips in a smile
my eyes scream a different story
People come in waves
you have touched many lives
i see your smile
giving them strength to say goodbye
i hang back, my eyes are drinking you
i wish i could steal you
these last moments with you
these last moments with you
You are leaving me, my dear.
Thursday, February 22, 2007
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