Goodbye
Do not sit at my grave and weep,
For I am a free spirit for the wind to sweep,
Over the hills,
And through the meadows,
Smelling the essence of lovely rose pedals,
It hurts so much to see you cry,
I am watching you from over the sky,
Goodbye.
Copyright © Leighton Ward | Year Posted 2006
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