Wednesday, September 16, 2020


Be it a wave, a sigh, a kiss, a hug
The language of goodbye speaks of faith
In various tongues says my coffee mug
With a spray of flowers and a phoenix
Whether a wave, a sigh, a kiss, a hug
Regret heals, spins a tale of we meet again
To break bread near the milk jug
How has it been, this journeying, hmm
Hot, cold, lovely, painful, warm, snug
As a ladybug on a leaf oh so pretty
Hope too; does a wave, a sigh, a kiss, a hug
ADIEU - A FOLD © gillena cox

Blog hopping today with
Poets and Storytellers United
Weekly Scribblings #37: Last Messages
Prompted by Rosemary Nissen-Wade

adieu my sweet
how then
16 September 2015

ENJOY THE MUSIC: Diana Ross - we're always saying goodbye