Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Foster

Handed on to better
Gift of farewell, lifted, gone.
Confusion, right, and good
Supposed it would be
An easy goodbye -
not gone forever, I'll see
how hearts will graft and twine;
Life with theirs combine.
Forget my home, my bed,
My entire involvement.
This was supposed to be
An easy goodbye.

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