(February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

Farewell

Farewell.
It's not so easy to,
Say goodbye.
It's not so easy to,
Try to say so long...
When a 'gone' done to do,
Is forever.

Farewell.
It's not so easy to,
Sit reminiscing to pretend...
Someone known as a friend,
Leaves for something new to begin.
And inside a loss started does not end.

A selfishness one wishes to keep,
Agitates a need to plead.
'Why are you leaving?
What about me? '

Confessed remorse,
Does not disguise a sorrow.
'Why make this decision?
Wait until tomorrow.'

And that tomorrow comes,
To bring with it anguish.

Farewell.
It's not so easy to,
Say goodbye.
It's not so easy to,
Try to say so long...
When a 'gone' done to do,
Is forever.

Farewell.
It's not so easy to,
Say goodbye.
It's not so easy to,
Try to say so long...
When a 'gone' is done,
For good.

It's not so easy to say goodbye,
Farewell.
When farewells are said for good.

by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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