Goodbyes

Georgie Porgie, Pumpkin Pie
My son's been shot and so have I.
Eenie Meenie, Miney Moe
Take me instead, Lord. Let him go.

Good times all a memory now,
Flashbacks with a guilty vow.
I wasn't around to watch you grow.
A wounded soldier now in tow.

The action we saw in our day
Took the place of time to play.
I still imagine that you are ten,
Before you made me guess again.

I want us to always be together,
Though I come and go, just like the weather.
At the window, you hope I'll show.
Good to see you. Time to go.

"Where do you go each time you leave?"
Back to aces up my sleeve.
At the table, I don't have to deal
With who you are or how you feel.

Deluded, still, through misty eyes
And all those heartfelt alibis.
Expecting you to digest them all,
While waiting for my next phone call.

Please take the time to read my letter.
If you forgive me, you'll feel better.
Perhaps someday, you'll understand
Why and Who and What I am.

At that time, you'll be the mirror,
Though I won't see myself any clearer.
Hopefully you will, and that's what matters.
Not my doubletalk chitter chatter.


8/28/26
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