Saturday, June 28, 2014

June 23

Not a Good Buy, but a Goodbye

“The last straw, the last hurrah and goodbye.”
She said it with gravity and a sigh.
He didn’t quite believe her farewell then,
but now the years have added up to ten.

It was over a simple thing, the why,
the last straw, the last hurrah and goodbye.
To him it was the perfect birthday gift.
It would give her spirit and face a lift.

She didn’t need it, really, he did insist.
It was a bargain he couldn’t resist,
the last straw, the last hurrah and goodbye.
He was clueless to why it made her cry.

So that fateful romantic birthday night,
he heard her refusal by candlelight.
He is still a younger looking guy since
the last straw, the last hurrah and goodbye.

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