Hard Goodbyes Poem by Barry Middleton

it's very hard to say goodbye
to people and the things I loved
friendship is a precious gift
with treasured memories I keep

the valley forest floor at dawn
damp with dew or soaked by rain
was like a royal carpet ride
to where the silent gods abide

a cabin far from lights of town
a crackling fire and glass of wine
three aces and a pair of hearts
a winning hand that I was due

first love and second and the third
and tears and hope and try again
to find the soul that dwells within
goodbye to every long lost friend

I loved the moments of my days
and every road and woodland path
and I have found serenity
so do not shed your tears for me

I guess the more I loved my life
the less that anyone should grieve
when death coerces my reply
but it's still hard to say goodbye