Farewells

Farewells
These hugs and kisses will not cover the lonely hours
that crawl and never fly.
There is little freedom in the dull idioms
drawn on the walls of goodbye!

Well wishing is as sweet as jelly,
it sets and we eat it before our presense is turned off
like a tele.

Sometimes we want to say a little more,
the bitter sweet i´ll miss you sore- holds onto the tongue unruly,
like an infant to their mother´s hand on the first day of school.

Oh last hour why are you so content on seeing me glum
begging a sigh.
Make this silly heart numb,
before i say goodbye.