Goodbye,

I hear those word echoed across time,

Spoken in a whisper, shouted across miles.

I hear them when no words are ever spoken.

Goodbye,

They can be sad, or even frightful, but not glad,

They are hurtful and cruel, unkind in what they say.

I memorize the face the look the action.

Goodbye,

Oh how i wish they were never so,

How they would just go and not return.

They take love and life and all hope with them.

Goodbye.