I Bid Good-Bye...

January 16, 2010
By ExcaliberO_O GOLD, Cottonwood, Idaho
ExcaliberO_O GOLD, Cottonwood, Idaho
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Favorite Quote:
"And in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make." --The Beatles.

When I would lay down at night,
over and over I would recite,
"Please God, let him be alright."
Now the day is here.
The day I most fear.
The day I can't help but shed a tear.
I drive up slowly knowing the fault is all mine.
I walk through the gates at half past nine...
I'm not a minute late...I'm right on time.
I look around the lot and see
everyone's in white but me.
I should have listened. I should have known.
You weren't lying. Without me, you were alone.
I look around. I see a smile or two.
I wanna shout, "What is wrong with you?!"
We gather around you, not a word to be said.
I don't get it... don't they know that your dead?
They lower your coffin and I bid good-bye,
bowing my head...the only one to cry.

The author's comments:
I wrote this to express one of my deepest fears. What if when I die, no one's there to say good-bye?

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