A Lost Goodbye

• Jasmine Johnson-Maddox, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2009

Just like a lost goodbye,
the setting sun in the sky,
Causes us to see with in,
to the heart and soul beneath the skin,
As my heart beats, as my blood flows,
as my lonely heart bellows,
In the dark, in the light,
being lonely is a scary sight.
No one knows just what love is,
but all through life we perceive it lives.
To win is to loose,
to live is to choose,
Between life and death,
charity and theft.
I am sitting here looking over the hills,
attempting to rest before the ambush kills.