Hello's and Goodbyes

I dont know why people come and go, I guess thats just life.....

 I don't want an end to things, 

an end of friendship or love, 

an end to good times or youth. 

I don't want to move-on or change, 

but that's not the world, 

that's not the river we're on. 

Carried along with currents of time, 

the willing are propelled and 

the unwilling dragged kicking and screaming, 

yet always we move forward. 

Hellos and goodbyes 

are the makeup of life. 

As sand though fingers tightly clasped, 

so are the moments that pass by. 

I don't want to discuses the end of things either, 

I want these moments to last a life time, 

I want to have deep conversations 

into winter of our lives, 

keeping our friendship new. 

Hope is the ointment 

that takes the sting of living away, 

and eases the passage of years.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Davidgeo]

Oh my. Are you a Yiruma fan? I really didn't read this before I posted my last round of bullshit poems but it's... eerily fitting. Perhaps serendipitous? Watch/listen to the video on my about me. Yiruma is spectacular.

[Dave W.]

I've never heard him before, is there a song I should listen to?

[Davidgeo]

"River Flows in You"

[John the Baptist]

We bloom and we blow away. That's the way of it on this physical plane. But some philosophies say there is really only one moment that never ends. Perhaps we should seek that moment.

[GLENDAK]

Hi Dave W., When I first came here to Writers Cafe, I was friends with people I can't even remember their names now.
It was hurtful at first to lose friendships. But as the Lion King says, "It's The Circle Of Life."
Everything happens for a reason. (Ecclesiastes) "To every time there is a purpose".
We are growing all the time even until we die.
Your writing is always inspiring.

[Relic]

Change is inevitable no matter who you are. Change of friendships, of towns, of places we used to go...of everything it seems. Wouldn't it be nice if things could remain the same? But that's not the way life goes unfortunately.

A good poem, Dave.

[Dave W.]

Thankyou very much