It wasn’t in your touch

It was the way your eyes

locked in mine

It was all the things said

and unsaid

between the two of us

that conveyed your goodbye

That wish from you to me

just like a fairy waving a wand

blessing me in times of sorrow

and in times of joy

You are with me always

though we said our goodbyes

© Norma Bobb-Semple 2015