Sendoff

I watch your every breath
Praying it won’t be the last
Trying to memorize every bit of you
Terrified I might forget-
but, alas…

Slowly,
Gently…

I see you slip away-
smiling-

Off atop cotton sails
Guided by heralds
You dance towards your star in tiptoes.

Tell me…
isn’t there any way to keep you?

Author: Pandamonium

Hi! I'm Rose. I fancy myself a poet sometimes... But really, I'm just a dreamer- a wonder wanderer. Words are my photo albums. View All Posts