Those who leave us...
Those who leave in January
Leave the snow behind
Those who leave in February
Don’t need a valentine
Those who leave in March
Saw their last green hours
Those who leave in April
Miss out on April showers
Those who leave in May
Depart while flowers blush
Those who leave in June
Won’t see the summer flush
Those who leave in July
Hear the fireworks kindle
Those who leave in August
Watch the summer dwindle
Those who leave in September
Won’t see the change of leaves
Those who leave in October
Will miss all hallows eve
Those who leave in November
Won’t need to be fed
Those who leave in December
Can’t smell the Gingerbread
Those who leave us, always,
Any time of year
leave a whisper with you
To wipe away your tears
But those who leave us never
Want us to be sad
They want us to remember
The good days that we had...
7 comments:
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Sorry to hear about your friend. Your poem is beautiful!
that was beautiful
Yes, this is beautiful, Bry. I'm sorry about your friend.
sorry to hear that. your poem is beautiful
Very nice. I'm touched.
bry i just had a friend down in fL get killed in a car accident... it's hard for me to deal on many levels but it helps to think that they are there for us even if the body is gone... thank you sweetie.
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