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Gold Winner: Time To Say Goodbye

It's almost time to say goodbye,
no need to ask the reason why,
everything is ready, I'm about to go
along which road I don't yet know.

Emotional moments, such an intense past,
hidden in my heart those feelings will last.
What can I say, trying hard to find the word
it's not easy thinking my eyes see blurred!

Didn't realize bounds could be so strong
will I be able to stay away for long? 
Changing life and different things to learn
maybe a wiser person, one day, will return!

Friends, let's enjoy our poems  together,
I'll remember you all, forever and ever! 
Sleepless, restless night, useless to say
Goodbye, tomorrow I'll follow my new way.


The poet left a beautiful note under her poem:
Goodbyes are not easy but sometimes we feel we must go away to live new experiences, meet different people and see other places, in this way we can grow and become stronger than before.
Maybe in time, we will appreciate much more what we have left, in that case, nothing keeps us from going back!

You can find the original poem here: Time To Say Goodbye. And here is the link to the poet's profile: Anna s Diary
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