Their farewell was long and drawn out,
Not meant to be that
The hardest thing she'd ever done,
Was sending him away.
She even helped him pack his things,
As she kept trying not
But what choice did she have?
She wished that she could die.
Six years was just the time they had,
Which wasn't very
Of all the things that she had done,
Surely all of them weren't
The rain was slow and steady,
The sky, overcast and
Fine - it matched her mood - just fine,
This was not a happy
She recalled when she first saw him,
Indeed, it was love at
And instantly she knew it,
Even though those words are
She knew, too, he'd felt the same,
There was never any
Even before he'd said so,
With his eyes, he'd let it out.
So deep their feelings, and sincere,
Whoever thought they'd
But here they were, this rainy day,
Each victimized by
A horn honked in the driveway,
Oh dear, his ride was
She watched him through the doorway,
"Goodbye, good luck, my dear!"
He hesitated ... turned around,
Then blew a kiss her
"See you after school, Mom,"
And then ... he bravely waved.
Virginia (Ginny) Ellis