It hangs in the air. 

So quiet, so final. 

You don't always know what to say. 

The words are not enough. 

The heart strings sing,

for all their worth.

A song of sad farewell. 




Until we meet again. 

So sweet, so kind. 

They're the words you have to say. 

Heard for just a second.

Pure love is sweet,

perfect and pure,

even for moments brief.

Grief death bereavement consolation

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Robert Mann

Tue 13th Jun 2017 01:05

Louise - 'parting is such sweet sorrow' as someone once wrote! Maybe its just Au Revoir and not goodbye?

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