Tuesday 4 June 2019

Goodbye my Love

She had looked like someone who was finally saying goodbye,
Nodding at the well-fitting familiarity as she passed on by,
Crossing sunny plazas watching, being watched, from terraces full to overflow,
Joining with the hearts and minds of good and brave as well as those she didn't know,
Beautiful green spaces she had memorized so well,
Picnics in parks, such larks-! And stories they could tell,
Sliding down secret side streets to avoid the hustling, bustling, throng,
For leaving had felt like losing a limb yet staying had felt so wrong,
Now she's gone yet somehow she'll always be here, in a time unset by clocks,
Constantly returning on the crest of a wave as the tide washes onto the rocks,
For within her DNA she carries the spirit of all the good people and places she knew and had met,
Whispering upon the summer breeze "I'll always love you" and "I'll never forget"


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