Friday 29 December 2017

One last goodbye

Our bags were packed and ready
Movers van loaded the furniture
The rented house we are leaving
Is now so empty except with dust

One last check, the empty cupboard
Only some old bills and tags remain
And the leaking tap weeps the same
Last time I lock door and return keys

The last goodbye to the neighborhood 
Never to return, but maybe pass it by
Just like meeting a loved one long lost
Indifference masking befuddled heart

Exactly how I feel now at the year-end
Another year coming to timely farewell
Not knowing what time will bring forth
And we trudge along with fervent hope


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