Goodbye Is Not the End of Time
Persistent soul clings like chime.
Though not all things are bound to stay,
Goodbye is not the end of time.
Though poem may lose its rhyme
And turmoils may block your way,
Persistent soul clings like chime.
Clouds above could turn lime,
Still the sun never lose its ray,
Goodbye is not the end of time.
Even it’s sad to watch alone a mime,
Even longing is the price to pay,
Persistent soul clings like chime.
Though lovers leave their clime,
When he returns, you’ll be gay.
Goodbye is not the end of time.
To have faith is not a crime,
Still nights turn to day.
Persistent soul clings like chime.
Goodbye is not the end of time.
Copyright © John Rey Canon | Year Posted 2014
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