Goodbye Poem by Mark Heathcote

Goodbye



Not a day goes by
A cry of farewell returned.
That he doesn't flit and fly
Like a butterfly.

But then he hears a lullaby
And somewhere mid-air!
Petrify, frozen. Every day
He went as far as saying "goodbye".

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kumarmani Mahakul 31 March 2018

Fantastic expression. Beautiful poem shared amazingly.

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Nudershada Cabanes 29 March 2018

A well crafted poem. Beautifully rendered.

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