I’m not exactly sure
Which is harder saying
Goodbye or hearing it
Both leave looming silence
As though you’ve just
Struck a light pole
Where’d that come from
And then days later
The pain sets in
That gnawing deep ache
Light poles and goodbyes
Are similar we get
So used to them
Simply quietly flying by
That until they stop
Us dead to life
We hardly even notice
That they’re even there
Don’t waste your life
Pursuing fame for immortality
Resides in the hearts
And minds of those
Who will survive you
Be the talk of
The campfire be the
Story and laughter at
The holiday bring joy
To others now it’ll
Still be there long
After you are gone
You know at first
It’s so damned hard
To let him go
But like a vessel
First set to sea
That place the old
Place gets smaller and
Smaller with each passing
Hour then you’re nowhere
And then finally then
You are somewhere else
New full of promise
And not broken promises
There is just something
About this one tarnished
And dented penny that
Makes me keep it
In my pocket when
I feel it when I
Look at it I
Don’t think about all
Of the millions of
Other pennies I think
Only of this one
Because it is different
Sometimes it’s just time
Time to fall time
To hope time to
Realize and always time
To feel whatever time
It is trust me
I will know for
My heart is an
Hour glass which turns
Until it eventually stops
Which of course then
Means time is up
Time to go and
Finally time to grow
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 