NaPoMo 4: Farewell

The Boy Poet

Standing at the brink of destiny holding his hand
before she leaves the words of goodbye must come
too many tears have gone for a sad farewell
too many years of heartbreak
too many discarded dreams
all lost and forgotten.
One last look to what was once living
and she lets go of his hand
she must fall away now
as he walks on into the future
for in her demise is his new beginning.

© JG Farmer 2014 Registered & Protected  N2IZ-GZDI-RWG9-85Q4

Note from the author: I have posted this early as I am attending The Laurels tomorrow.

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