The Last Good-Bye
How do I let you go?
I think we will together grow old.
Your soul grew to my soul.
As the clock chimes,
becoming one in a lifetime.
Years together spent.
On a great journey we have went.
Laughing, crying,
walking, talking,
touching, dreaming,
together forever those thoughts beaming.
Always together
never alone.
Now we must go alone.
I will carry this life for the both of us.
I will go alone.
Good-bye my love.
9/23/18
Copyright © Wren Rushing | Year Posted 2018
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