Farewell
I was not there in time to say farewell,
Or hold you so close to love, till my heart tires,
I was too late when I came, anguish had already fell,
And hoist the pain to smear the sum of fears.
Farewell is a lonely word clandestine in the wind,
Begin a journey and end a phenomenon being,
Where the thoughts stay long enough to be kind,
And images and shadows continue loitering.
On the precipice of time where we once roam,
In bliss and solitude, till darkness covers the road,
Farewell my lovely, our parting is from this home,
But you have begun a crusade on the highest road.
poem by Gerry Legister
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