Oh, Goodbye Home

• Sarah Saboune, Grade 8
• Poetry
• 2019

The plain room echoes to any sound
The boxes are overflowing
And there is no space to walk around
The process is not that easy-going
Oh, Goodbye home!

My dearest, precious old one
You have held it together, carrying the five of us
Although you are left behind, we still had our fun
The moments shared with you were endless

The time has come to a cynical crummy conclusion
As we express the final salute
We hope you don’t feel abandoned
But we have to leave and scoot
Oh, Goodbye Home!