Love’s Goodbye
“Love’s Goodbye”
A daily walk interrupted
By a barreling bronco of metal on wheels
Igniting the pavement
A screech pierces the air
Ears bleed in agony
Then
silence
she remembered
Age five, she met him first
And he didn’t mind her darkened skin, nappy hair, or French accent
To him, she was exquisite
And she didn’t mind his pale skin, thin hair, or English accent
To her, he was unique
Cherry had been their favorite flavor
Her candy to his drink
And she let him wear her cherry red hat
While he let her play with his cherry red bear
Now she clutched her red doll tightly
In truth it was their doll,
Her consolation,
And she allowed her tears to flow freely,
For it was agonizingly soothing
And he wondered if it was all a dream
For he could never return, and that ate at his heart,
But truly they would never be apart
He would be there in mind, spirit heart and soul,
Residing in the Cherry Blossoms placed within her hair
Until they met again
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