I said goodbye a thousand times.

I Said Goodbye a Thousand Times

I have a thousand songs to sing for you,

but the songs remain unsung.

I have a thousand poems to write for you,

but the words remain unwritten.

I have a thousand paintings to paint for you,

but the pictures remain unpainted.

I have a thousand gifts to give to you,

but the gifts remain ungiven.

I said goodbye a thousand times to you,

but the goodbyes were unintended.

~ copyright 12/5/13, Casey and The Sprightly Writer

About Casey

“the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes ‘Awww!’ ~ Jack Kerouac, On The Road Again
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