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This Is Not Goodbye


Inside the small pine box
I watched you, while you slept,
forever with the Angels now
I whispered, "I love you," as I wept.

I told you, "This is not goodbye"
couldn't bring myself to say it,
I could feel eyes staring at me
and it nearly made me sick.

I'm going to miss you deeply
from this Earth, you did part,
this is not goodbye, Mom
no matter how many tears are shed from my heart.

Copyright Cynthia Jones
June.11/2008

My Mom passed away on May.31/2008. :'o( Less than a year between her and my Dad. He passed on June.17/2007 (Father's Day).

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