Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Good-Bye [ unknown Author ]

There is a word, of grief the sounding token;
There is a word bejeweled with bright tears,
The saddest word fond lips have ever spoken;
A little word that breaks the chain of years;
Its utterance must ever bring emotion,
The memories it crystals cannot die,
" Tis known in every land, on every ocean---
" Tis called " Good- bye."

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