Goodbye
I remember the day you never knocked on my door,
so i sat and waited on my bedroom floor.
But the next day you still didnt show,
my youthful soul hit an all time low.
When we were together nothing would stand in our way,
for hours we would stay outside and play.
A few more days went by,
I knocked your door and got no reply.
I seen your sister, she said you were sick,
I wished you well, she told me you wouldn't be well all that quick.
My mum took me the hospital to see you,
you looked terrible but i knew it was not the flu.
This was the day i found out you had Leukemia.
You battled it for years,
when i think of your pain, i have to battle back the tears.
Your strength and will showing no bounds,
beating it twice like armies on ancient battle grounds.
You always knew that it would win,
some people say that you gave in.
But i knew you hadn't you had just met your end,
your body had lost its will to defend.
When you told me your plan to end it all,
my world began to shake and fall.
Now i come and sit at your grave,
realising you were so young, yet so brave.
I just stand there feeling hollow,
In my own self pity I sit and wallow.
I miss you so much,
my world is so much darker without your touch.
Goodbye my freind....
Copyright © Sam Tudor | Year Posted 2011
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