When Leaving Morphs to Grieving

Though it is time to say goodbye, I will abide my heart and try Not to collapse and maudlin cry, For there is a burning need that I Cannot sate which keeps me nigh. During days you were my warming sun, And during nights, my glowing moon Who lit my soul till breaths were done; Yet death the reaper took you from My needy selfish side too soon. You left behind our memories shared, And countless times you showed you cared. Yet, no matter how you thought we fare, You stood with me with bosom bared In life’s campaigns we shared and dared. Though your soul has left me now, I will leave a kiss upon your brow, And say farewell, yet do avow, To meet you once again somehow Should an understanding God allow.