Goodbye
The trees stand still where the wind once blew
Silence whispers a final goodbye.
No moss covered mountains
Will tread underfoot
No more cloud covered sky.
My picture of heaven
On gods green earth
A distant memory.
A haven of idylic peace
My paradise lost
Life's sweet release.
I shall miss the sunlight
Glowing through the trees
The birds sweet chorus
The buzzing bees
My little piece of heaven
Gone, erased
Never can it be replaced.
I hold a snapshot in my mind
To keep it there
When i say goodbye.
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