A little girl
Came barefooted to my side
Urged me to tell a story
With a gentle smile;
I took her walking hand in hand
No-not to a prince or princess’s fairyland
But, addressed a subject
That’s often unrecognized
When friends drift apart,
It's generally ‘fight’ or ‘flight’ in sight
choose the latter; save yourself from a sorry plight
All too soon, you’ll get out of the hay
No explanation necessary for god's sake ….
If despite all, a relation doesn't click
Pack your bags; and see a flick
Dab your wounds with a gauze
rid unwanted gloom- and never pause?
Brevity is the soul of all wit
When it’s finally time- say ‘goodbye’ and drift
…wait for a new dawn, and never grieve.
Written for: http://www.poetryjaam.blogspot.in/2013/05/goodbye.html
Today, this was the most appropriate prompt for me to write on. I am going on a vacation and will be back on the 6th. Until then...ciao!