The Last Goodbye

I’ll never stop loving you
I just have to keep trying
to live my life without you.

every day is a new way to deal with
not having you here.

I see things I want to tell you about
I talk to you when no one is around
I pretend you are in another room

goodbye was always hard
I was so afraid that every time
would be the last.

then came the dreaded day
the day of The Last Goodbye.

I stood beside you,
your left hand in mine
and cried my farewell
while the angels took you away.

1-06-08
by shannon flanders
This was written for my Granny who died almost exactly 5 years ago. I miss her every day and although goodbye always feels like death to me, saying goodbye to her really did almost kill me. I know she's in a better place but who will love me like she did?

by shannon wright

Comments (1)

It's beautiful. I know what that pain feels like. I tell people who haven't lost a close relative that they don't know the type of pain till it happens to them. It's undescribeable. This is why I began writing poetry. To help me deal with the pain of loss. The words will come to me out of no where sometimes and I have to stop what I'm doing and scramble to write it all out. Afterwards, I read it back to my self and am amazed that I wrote that. Thank you for sharing your poems with me.