A Last Goodbye Poem by ashok jadhav
A Last Goodbye
The final words fall softly on the air,
Like autumn leaves that drift from trembling trees;
No turning back, no plea left to declare,
Just fading echoes carried by the breeze.
A chapter ends, the heart must learn to mend,
The past retreats, yet leaves its quiet trace;
Though journeys part, the soul will comprehend
That endings hold a gentle, hallowed grace.
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