The good-bye letter to my beloved: Created several years ago. I present this to you.
Dear love, I was told
“You must be bold.”
That I had to say goodbye to you
That is, at first, just what I just intended to do.
But now that I am writing that “goodbye” letter,
I believe I thought of something a bit better.
I think that my feelings for you are still very strong.
That giving up you would be utterly wrong.
It would be taking a part of me and tearing it away.
When I held you in my heart till now when my hair is gray.
I think I’ll hold you next to my heart
I think that with your love inside me we’ll never have to part.
I think as long as you’re in me you’ll, somehow, still be alive.
Again, loving you seems to me to keep your loving spirit alive.
I think as long as I am brave.
You won’t really be in the grave.
Was it meant to be?
That you should live in me?
Yet it is tearing me apart when I can’t let go.
And I want to ask you if it is so….
That you’ll give me permission, now, to move on.
Knowing that you are really, truly and forever gone.
I cannot persuade the sun
To change its course in this wintry sky.
I can't make down the direction of up.
I can't make what's gospel a meaningless lie.
I can't change the course of a fierce, mighty wind,
Atone a mean man who has stumbled and sinned.
I can not make a frown the Chashire cat's grin.
All I can do is to heave a grand sigh.
I can see the side of the coin that was tossed.
I can take note of the line we have crossed,
And give to my Mary a solumn "good-bye"
And let her sweet echo still my sad cry.
And let her sweet echo heal my sad cry.
