Goodbye

Goodbye - an oftentimes used word,
sometimes simply a parting for awhile
and sometimes a finality.
Sometimes a cheery word,
sometimes a painful one.
It seems, somehow, that it should be
the latter now that I'm saying it to you,
but it comes as easily as it did
the first time we said hello.
You came to me for a reason
and gave me the gift of love,
and you gave hope,
and some beautiful scattered dreams.

The hope was my lifeboat during a stormy time,
the love, for awhile, was my purpose for being.
Then the dreams began to shatter
until they blended with the sky.
The hope had faded, but the love hung on and on.
Suddenly, with the coming of a bright morning
it simply was no more,
and I woke up to the person I use to be,
felt myself welcoming me home.
And, now the time has come,
my one time love,
to wish you well and...
finally say goodbye.

 
© Marcia Miller-Twiford