Goodbye to Year 2025
You were not always kind,
but you were mine.
I watched you fade
like golden wheat in the wind,
each moment slipping through my fingers.
There were tears I did not show,
and laughter I did not expect.
You held my sorrow,
and sometimes,
you held me too.
Now I sit beneath the sky,
where the light bends into memory,
and I whisper goodbye
with a heart too full to speak.
©® Coker Favour A.
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Author:
Coker Favour A. (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: December 28th, 2025 17:57
- Comment from author about the poem: Last poem for 2025
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
A year of all things good and bad. Nicely said
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