by Debi Swim
The sound of goodbye.
The final lingering look.
It will never be enough
I’ll want one day more
and then one day more,
so much left to leave, to say,
so I must fill my days with
what will fill your heart
pieces of me written on paper
to make you sigh, smile, relive
our best selves, childhood,
dreams and our awkward moments…
and though in the end it means
very little to the world it will matter
maybe to you, family, a few friends
and I will be somewhere smiling
perhaps as you read and together
we’ll laugh though you’ll only hear
the crisp flip of pages and whispers
of words… I’ll come forth
a body of proof
to my existence.
Note: Written in response to Red Wolf Poems Prompts for Red Wolf Journal Chapter 17 Prompt 94, A Lazarus poem.
Debi Swim writes primarily to prompts. She is a wife, mother, grandmother and happy WV poet. Blogs at georgeplacepoetrybydebiswim.