The Time To Say Goodbye
If all your songs have not yet sang
And all your bells are not yet rang
And your footsteps did not make trails
It's not yet time to rip your sails
If all your winds did not yet blow
And all your lights did not yet glow
And there's a crumple on your sleeve
It's not yet time for you to leave
If your fires did not yet burn
And all your stones did not yet turn
And all your shades are crossed in stripes
The time to fade is not yet ripe
But when your cups are all in gold
And all your tricks have all been sold
And there's a rainbow in your sky
It is the time to say goodbye
8 syllables per line
Format: rhyming couplet
*This came to my mind the other day while feeding my goats. For my mother who is battling stage 3 breast cancer and for myself battling early stage of diabetes and onset of kidney and stomach diseases, confined on the mountains while finding herbal medication while doing online teaching job. And for all who are on the verge of losing their hope to live. Cheer up! The only time we die is when we stop breathing.*
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