Au Revoir
Warm moisture feel I, on my face
Lips tremble, tears abound,
My arms around you in embrace.
In sadness, I cradle you.
Misted thoughts do crowd the space,
In my endless swirling mind
Of better times, or better place
But of this you're not aware.
I grieve for your reality,
Yet celebrate the freedom of your soul.
As silently away you slip,
From the realm of my reality, into
The memory pastures of my mind.
