We never said goodbye
You ended it with 'how are you?'
Little I knew back then
The tea I made for you
In those chaotic festivities
Would be the last one
I would make for you
We never said goodbye
I drink in your memory
Not the foolish tea
That didn't know better
Just like me
A Jameson, you may have cherished
After all, my first drink
Was indeed with you
When all you asked was 'how are you'
We never said goodbye
And I don't want to wish
That I could drink your last drink with you
That would have been silly, risky
And here I toast to you
in all these countries
With all their best whiskey
As we never said goodbye
And you left me with the question of
"How are you?" ...Forever
An ultimate answer I look for
You won't be here to hear
And the efforts I put for it
are beyond and dear...
...Perhaps, just like you are
Beyond, dear, not here...
-Al
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Author:
Alan R (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: On one year of losing my grandpa. On one year of shadow work.
- Category: Special occasion
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Comments4
this is neat, isn't it .. cheers, but sorry for your loss ..
Thanks for your kind words...
Your Grandad was and is clearly still special to you. A year later and he remains in your thoughts. Raise a glass to him. I am sorry for your loss. Sad poem. I never said goodbye to my Dad.
Thanks for your kind words ...
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