The Goodbye

The swirling snow, upon the wind,
As I say farewell to my friend…
Soothes my heart in no small way,
And I feel the cold on this day.
It must have been a day such as this,
Maybe it was snow, maybe the mist…
When we were born so long ago…
But now it’s goodbye, amidst what we know.
A strong man, a gentle man, you have ever been,
In our brief encounter, you became my friend.

There is sadness for having us go through all this,
But I leave you with a simple goodbye kiss.

LHB-2006