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
A great soul is figured here, a being who knows its limits and accepts them with generosity.
Saying goodbye is very hard and painful. Separation from own beloved one is definitely painful aspect. Starting from valley of forest floor to sky and galaxy this agony brings tears. Having love for life is nice. During the time of death we grieve. In between survival and death we have to accept this hard truth of saying goodbye. Wonderfully penned poem is shared here...10
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Indeed, it's hard to say goodbye. But such is life. You have beautifully captured the feeling of loss.