Adios, Adieu, Sayonara To YouA Poem by David O Whalen (O Haolin in Celtic)I was never good at sayin' goodbye (and I don't know why)`I think I might just turn about and proudly walk away I think I might just strut right out without another word to say Keep my calm, maintain my poise Perhaps it’s best that way Lips pressed tight, there’ll be no noise As quiet as the break of day I’ll leave my pride behind me With all else I once held dear I pled my case ‘pon my knee Only for it to fall ‘pon deafened ear It would seem by now I’d know somehow With a leaden heart and heavy sigh To say ‘Adieu my sweet...I leave you now` But I was never na good at saying ...Goodbye...© 2017 David O Whalen (O Haolin in Celtic) |
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1 Review Added on November 20, 2017 Last Updated on November 20, 2017 AuthorDavid O Whalen (O Haolin in Celtic)Las Vegas, NVAboutBorn in Kentucky, teen years in Loveland Ohio, old in age, young in mind, I'm not human, I don't believe in religion, love. faith or trust, I do believe in: lil' kids, ol' dogs, leprechauns, and water.. more.. |

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