My Last Adieu
Be not concerned with this my last adieuFor I have no wish my dear to see you cry
But I am low in spirit without you
With need to soar once more in clear blue sky
What good a love that I can never hold
I need to wake in morn and you embrace
I need your presence to my arms enfold
I need the pain of distance to erase
I would you know my love for you was real
Transcending palisades of space and time
But the tolling of the bell rings a sad peal
I hear it, and my tears a salted brine
And so my dear I bid you fond farewell
As lonely tears roll from my misted eyes
The teardrops on this letter you can tell
Make this for me the saddest of goodbyes.
Brendan.
Poetry by Brendan Finbarr Tully
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Written on 2005-12-20 at 15:13
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