Goodbye
This poem is written from an adult perspective, remembering all the joys once held as a child, keeping them in their heart to treasure.
Goodbye
By; Teri Carlson
Goodbye to roads that once led home,
Fields and streams I often roamed.
The steeple stands rich with spire,
My heart beats out with warm desire.
Goodbye to the rooms fraught with dreams,
Bannisters swept with children's schemes.
Goodbye to friends, life's golden treasure,
Memories we keep will fill our measure.
We can't live the childhood forever past,
That tenderness will never last.
Hold on to a piece, if you please,
To give you strength as years you seize.
Goodbye to the days pure and chaste,
Forever in root no longer waste.
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