The Last Letter
The hardest thing I had to do?
The day I said goodbye to you.
We sat there and our words were few
Yet in that moment I just knew,
This is our last goodbye.
You didn't cry it's not your style
And you and I each wore a smile
But both were thinking all the while
You'll soon be there on high.
I never thought my love could grow
But being there it was just so.
We'd sit and let our love just flow,
Then came the day I had to go
We said our last goodbye.
Now daddy what you did not see
Is how my heart broke inwardly?
Those gentle words must comfort me
You'll soon be there on high.
09.05.2014
Copyright © Brenda Meier-Hans | Year Posted 2014
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