The final word written and the last page filled
Close this journal one last time
Each poem a memory, a story
I let the letters and punctuation define me
Scribble out my pleas and requests
Before dust lines these words
Tuck me away for a rainy day
Remember these moments
I will toast you someday
Pay homage to every verse, stanza
Snapshots are my words
Lay thee to rest
Wrap me in black
Goodbyes are never easy
Sometimes they just need to be written
Remember each letter
Let this journal be a tombstone for thoughts
Lay your promises in a bouquet
And someday we will whisper
Every goodbye
One syllable at a time
Poetic Trials 