The story of our last goodbye

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He and I we waited, playing that old song
And then you left them there to weep, and with us you came along,
I took your hand in my hand, with your father by your side
we walked together slowly, but we never even cried,
we relished in those moments as we moved towards the sky.
But then the doors they opened and we stepped into the sun,
We had but seconds left before this life was over, done.
I said my last goodbye and you gave a little smile,
You told me not to worry it would only be awhile,
And with those words I knew that soon you would be back.
So I did not cry, instead I smiled, and waved my last goodbye,
I do not say goodbye no more, for you are not gone, you are standing next to me playing that old song.

This post was submitted by Keira.

Category: Funeral Poems
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