To Say Goodbye

The day you died the sun fell in a deep
ravine and hasn't risen since. The moon
and stars fell too; the whole world went to sleep
with you. Despondent days of dismal gloom
have kept me to myself, resigned to dwell
inside solemnity; withdrawn from life,
existing in a frigid, frozen hell
where pain cuts deep and pierces like a knife.

It's time to open up my snowbound heart,
invite the rays of warming sunshine in.
As snow begins to melt, I slowly start
believing I can live and love again.

The moon, the stars arise inside my breast;
goodbye, my dear, at last we both shall rest.

Copyright 1994 Ruth Gillis

Previously published in the December 1994
issue of Anterior Poetry Monthly

 

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