Hello, My Darling Poem by Jim Yerman

It's funny what we remember about people…
the little things that stick inside our head…
today I am remembering
something she always said.

You knew there was something special about her
from the moment she would meet you…
There was this wonderful kind of elegance
in the way that she would greet you

And every time thereafter
she would greet you the same way…
She'd make you feel unique…exceptional
when ‘Hello, my darling'…she would say

‘Hello, my darling'
it was a simple message…
genuine and clear
‘Hello, my darling'
three little words
that became music to our ears.

Because when she said ‘Hello, my darling'
we knew she meant every word she said
which is why ‘Hello, my darling'
still echoes inside our heads…

She's not hear to greet us anymore
to help us start our day
but one of the gifts of memory
is how we hear ‘Hello, my darling' anyway…

‘Hello, my darling' will always bring a smile to our faces
and tears into our eyes…
What we wouldn't give for one more ‘Hello, my darling'
now that she's said her last goodbye.