We know it’s coming
We want to take flight
From the wings attached
To a loved one's soul
Will they watch us
Wrapping us in our screams
Waking to a reality
We wish it were not true
A life long and short
Needing something to fill us
What will enrich
How do we celebrate
Truly how do we begin
A death too soon
Expression inadequate
Words lost and found
I write a poem for goodbye.
