My Last Drop GoodbyeA Poem by Thomas Ryann twilight's grasp, I bid adieu, My last drop whispers, soft and true. With every tear shed, a tale untold, Farewell to dreams that once did soar, To hopes that danced on distant shores. The sands of time slip through my hands, As I journey to unknown lands. But in this parting, let it be known, I carry memories, though I've outgrown. Each goodbye a stitch in life's grand design, My last drop falls, a bittersweet sign. So let the winds carry my essence away, As I embrace the dawn of a brand new day. For in every ending, a new chapter begins, My last drop goodbye, the echo of sins. © 2024 Thomas Ryan |
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Added on March 26, 2024 Last Updated on March 26, 2024 AuthorThomas RyanCahir, South Tipperary, IrelandAboutI am a community activist and I love writing. I am also an advocate for mental health and i love volunteering. Aged 42 LGBTQI+ member and I am single. Poetry has been my passion for years more.. |

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