Saying goodbyes….. 9/7/19
Everytime I see you
it feels like the last
goodbye.
I’m not sure how much
time is left
time is such a thief
and you are very ill.
It is very good to see you
but I wish that time
stood still.
I lost others sometimes faster
sometimes slower
time is such a thief
time is a racehorse
it passes by with so much
speed.
As I try to make sense
of this awful cancerous
ending I dream of new beginnings
yet in my heart I know
Everytime I see you,
it feels like the last
goodbye.
