Soft Goodbye
The Days go by and years roll on,
I sit and wonder are good years gone,
I sit and ponder thinking alone,
and look around this big empty home,
memories of friends,parties we had,
pictures of kids,Mom and my Dad,
my sterio T.V. and CD's from yuppies,
and the side of a chair,chewed from puppies,
I think I'm alone,but it's not so,
there's a presence here I really know,
some how I just don't want her to go,
she floats like a cloud her spirit I see,
drifting around,quietly looking at me,
whispering sounds like tiny bells song,
whispering of sunsets as she drifts along,
telling of love on a passionate night,
spelling her love in her dreamy flight,
yelling her passion to this dreaming Knight,
whispering sounds was all I could hear,
whispering sounds as she shed her tear,
she faded away before my soft touch,
how I longed to feel it so much,
I saw her once more,hand to her lips,
she blew me a kiss from her finger tips,
then she vanished into the night,
I knew then,she had kissed me alright,
soft as a butterfly,as it's fluttering by,
her soft kiss,was a kiss goodbye...
LonelySoul