Goodbye

Touching my hand
Wondering, Why?
The Beast didn’t kill us, we all survived.
The past month we said Hello
To our pain deep inside.
Scared to share & tell & bring our truth Outside
To our Rainbow & Clouds in the sky we did fly
With our guardian Angel to help us tell not to hide still inside.
Our tears are overflowing as we try to say, “ Goodbye”
To our Monument we’ve kept so close to our side
Its tears are full of Sadness, Pain, Loss, Hopelessness & even hate for the Beast
Who caused all these tears of misery, pain.
Our square - we’re so proud of what we did to tell & share.
We’ll take it deepest inside of us with all we hold so dear.
Touching my hand, saying, “Goodbye” no longer do I need to wonder why.


Gloria Large