Goodbye
(Written for my healing after losing my cousin Judy)
Judy you are missed
I thought I had years
before that word was
uttered on your behalf.
My childhood friend
and cousin we would play
for hours on end.
Sharing quesadillas under
the Arizona sun.
Years have passed leaving
youthful games behind.
Has it really been
so long ago?
As of late…we began to reacquaint:
of lessons learned, who we’ve become,
and how it all relates.
Not a week has passed since
we talked of the lessons
still left to learn.
Now the conversation
takes a different turn.
Why, were we too blind to see
this was our chance to say hello
and goodbye all at once.
The sky heavy with despair, all day,
spilling its tears for you. As have I.
There was so much more to say.
Before goodbye.
©Delaina Miller February 4, 2012
