Hard Goodbyes

it's very hard to say goodbye to people and the things I loved friendship is a precious gift with treasured memories I keep the valley forest floor at dawn damp with dew or soaked by rain was like a royal carpet ride to where the silent gods abide a cabin far from lights of town a crackling fire and glass of wine three aces and a pair of hearts a winning hand that I was due first love and second and the third and tears and hope and try again to find the soul that dwells within goodbye to every long lost friend I loved the moments of my days and every road and woodland path and I have found serenity so do not shed your tears for me I guess the more I loved my life the less that anyone should grieve when death coerces my reply but it's still hard to say goodbye