Goodbye
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Goodbye
I waved as you left the drive.
I heard your sweet voice…
ever cheerful.
Hours passed.
I did the dishes.
I cleaned up.
I got ready for bed.
I received the call.
I sat down.
I wanted to die.
I…
Copyright © Ann Foster | Year Posted 2019
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