Not GoodbyeA Poem by Hailey ShaySometimes letting go of a friendship is best, not a goodbye its not about finality.The absence of your love devastates my heart Where your soul once stood by my side lays an empty
yearning For you to come back home
When I ask where you have gone Your reply is “right here” But the real colorful soul you once possessed is no where
in sight.
Eloquent words of poetic device once filled
conversation Melodic progressions of song have become mute Laughter silenced in the depth of the night
Chasing your scared heart Consoling the love of your soul Holding on until now
I pray your soul flies smoothly into the summer breeze Where the moon can sweep our off your feet And the tides can wash all away Where the sun can brighten your spirit And your heart may shine once again with radiance
Dance until the day is at dawn in the heavenly eternity
of grace Laugh into the darkness of earth for the light to
invade Smile at changing season of life And sleep at peace until the heavenly kingdom comes
Goodbye is only the beginning Of a friendship to last eternity Within the garden of our heavenly father
Our hearts will be one once again someday soon The soul will fulfill every aspect of joy At home we will be
Poetry will come with the summer breeze Songs of praise will light up the soul in volume Laughter will reign from our Lord Jesus Christ
Holding your sacred heart Consoling our friendship Holding on for eternity
I pray until that day you can love me in your heart When you look deep within you always know my love for
you And the tide will be a constant reminder of memories
we shared The sun represents the promises of God And your heart shines once again with true brilliance
Goodbye to this earthly friendship For eternity we shall be friends © 2013 Hailey ShayReviews
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4 Reviews Added on December 13, 2013 Last Updated on December 13, 2013 AuthorHailey ShayPittsburgh, PAAboutI am a 21 year old social work major with a psych minor. I have a deep passion for people with an emotional connection that runs through my veins with beauty. Writing is my form of expression; its a l.. more..Writing
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