The last time I saw you
You wore green
and a sad smile
maybe you knew this was goodbye
I wish you had told me
what you knew was to come
Maybe I would have remembered
to give you the note
that might save you on some nights
I don’t know where you are today
Friend, if we meet again, could you stay?
Tell me goodbye when the clock strikes twelve
Hold my hand for a while, is that okay?
This is so gentle and kind. Yet heart-breaking. Stanza two brings it home but also provides hope.
Thank you 🙂