Sometimes Goodbye ...

--by Mandie McDougal Sometimes Goodbye is the hardest thing to say Old times a mist Old people--ghosts therein And sometimes goodbye is the hardest thing to do Shadows of ghosts forever etched on our souls It matters not If they be friend or foe Good times or bad We sit back and watch While parts of our lives Slowly fade into the backdrop And a profound awareness Washes over us Mortality becomes realized, recognized Forever seems like not such a long time After all However, good-byes must be said They must be done Old things must be released To free our arms For the embrace of the new Knowing well that as we let go of some things Memories live on And etchings never fade.