Goodbye
I sat on my swing under the stars
Listening to all of the busy cars
As I look up at the sky so blue
I catch myelf thinking of you
Of all the times we talked
Of all the paths we walked
I remember when I danced on your toes
And when you'd kiss my nose
And then I think of when you were ill
And you kept joking still
You told me not to fear death
But to enjoy every single breath
Tears began to roll down my face
No one can ever take your place
And I keep looking at the sky
And for the last time I tell you goodbye

1 Comments:
HEY!! Please critique this new poem!! I can't wait to hear your opinions and ideas. Your thoughts cultivate my writing.
--Lydia
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