Goodbye
This leave-taking
Is so strange
And yet familiar
It happens all the time
And even if we knew
We’re all surprised
Where did you go?
Contrary to popular belief
You’re not here
Or in the next room
Whatever some might say
The strangest bit
Of all
Is each and everyone
Thinks differently
Some feel
As if you pottered off
As only you could do
While others
Reckon that you’re gone
For good
And that
Is that
And as for me
My view
Is different
Yet again
For me
You’re back where you belong
Strolling the highways
And byways
Of distant dreams
A place
Where goodbye
Makes no odds
And loving sentiment’s
A floating melody
Carried on a breeze
Without end