Thursday, November 21, 2013

Until all that Remains is Farewell

It tugs at the heart-strings…
Those in-severable ties
Reinforced, it seems
By life’s little good-byes

When grief runs its river
In tender tear-stream
As keenly we ponder
The end of a dream

How sad to stop living
Before life is spent
To choose futile grieving
And longing’s lament

…when time keeps on turning
A balm in its grasp
To succor our yearning
With what yet must pass

Life tugs at our heart-strings
Its ‘over-and-done’
The ravishing echo
Of love’s cherished song

Live, love and laugh, then
For no one can tell
When we will be ushered
To our last farewell 

© Janet Martin

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