Farewell

Farewell at last
I say goodbye
My time is growing short
We meet once more
The last, I’m sure
Beneath a painted sky
When finally the world is lifted
From these words we speak
The shame, the fear, the doubt will crumble 
Worthless, to our feet
With language as a cover
Just a fake facade
A camouflage of kind to ponder
Under aimless stars 
I journey on to vagrant times
I fill my troth again
With dreams of sweet tomorrow
And a heart now free from sin

Francis J Grasso...written 2025.09.11
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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Kendrick Avatar
December 15, 2025 at 3:56 PM
Creative work with a faith and spiritual message. Thank you for sharing it with us. Sara K
Dietrich Avatar
September 15, 2025 at 9:22 AM
It's beautiful, but I don't find it sad. Free from sin, great bliss awaits this narrator.
Grasso Avatar
September 20, 2025 at 4:27 AM
Thank you, pretty lady!
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