No Adieu Poem by Saiom Shriver

No Adieu



The sun bids no adieu
to the sparkling dew
but to himself gathers
each drop.
Refreshed buttercups
are the residue.

Nor does God ever say goodbye
but only an infinitely welcoming
Hello! to those who slip from form.

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