Poem for Day 208 – 20150727
To say goodbye is to free yourself.
or to be freed by somebody else.
Chains cast aside in freedom's bid
or cast adrift as another flees.
You'll find the end is the same,
with the path only different.
One holds the most bitter pleasure,
the other holds most beautiful pain,
This is a gift with no return trip,
the path one way for all concerned.
It matters not if you give it
nor if you are the one receiving.
The moment has passed on this day,
farewell voiced on time's cold wings.
The future holds promise for two,
no matter what the parting may choose.
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