A Final Goodbye *tears are shed*

by Gingy in vincible.

Two years ago I moved to a new town. Anyways, this poem is dedicated to everyone from my old school.

A scorching June morning

A couple tears shed.

A final goodbye;

The last glimmer of hope

Has gone; It has left us

As a little crying group.

A burning late August

Morning's too hard.

Makes me think of the day

I had to say good-bye

For a one final time.

And the phone has stopped ringing

With your name on the caller I.D.

We used to be so tightly woven

Like a basket.

Now that basket's broken,

And it has taken with it

Our final goodbye.