The First Good-Bye

It was a year ago today
I first said good-bye.
Tears resisted.
Tears flowed.
We continued to say farewell
for six months...
until...
you died in the room
I painted blue for you.

With my hand on your ankle
I could feel you fly away...
so far...
to the sweet, Far Away.

You are near...
leaving me...

so full of

LOVE.

Photo - scanned image from my vintage hankie collection.