The Last Goodbye Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

Captured at sunset the last light, home
The lilies of noonday
The dark of unknown
Salvaged forever
The last luggage packed
The light luggage Back
What shall I bring to thee
Robin's egg blue
Moss by the white stones
Droplets of dew
Sweet was the sojourn
Hard was the way
Oft have I wished I could
Just simply stay.
But evening comes always
To each in his turn
For every twigged starlight
I cannot help yearn.
Lord help me to leave
What so long was my home
Farewell to the earth
Where so often I roamed
And wondered and wondered
And looked at the stars
And knew you were somewhere
And now, here You Are.
mary angela douglas 12 march 2024