Saying goodbye

The rain echoed my feelings
The rainbow-smudged sky hinting future hope.
Behind me the sun struggled to break through the gloom
Spreading the rainbow, now arched across the hills.

It's hard to say goodbye.
Goodbye to the hard-earned independence.
Goodbye to self-chosen roads.
Goodbye to a past.
Goodbye to a life.

Goodbyes are part of the journey into the future.
Without them, the journey cannot fully be made.
Today I am feeling my goodbyes.

Comments

[Rebecca]

With goodbyes come hellos....x

[Jason]

You're good at poetry Liz. Will you publish a book of your poems? I'd buy it.

[Jac]

I'd like to say hello.

[Tim the Enchanter]

You say goodbye... and I say hello...