Goodbyes

NaPoWriMo day 11

 

it frustrates me sometimes

that when goodbyes come my way

I seem to be the one who

cares the most.

 

it seems that I

am always the one

left behind,

left still caring.

 

sometimes I get

frustrated with myself

for not easily dismissing feelings

of sadness at this parting.

 

but I cling to the promise that for the

children of God

death is not

a final goodbye.

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