Goodbyes

Goodbyes

~

I said goodbye more times than I said hello

sometimes left behind something

always took with me something.

And I fed the memories

at night before sleep hoping to dream

of what I left behind

and in the morning’s beam

I would dust the memories

and would say hello.

But the holding on couldn’t go forever

so I said goodbye

and in the morning’s beam

never said hello.

–

H.O