Farewell for now

What if you were given just one perfect day to say farewell?


Would the elusive winter sun come out and bless you with its golden treacle rays?



Would loved friends arrive laden with platters of home baked cakes and biscuits, not quite ready to send you off?




Would the laughter and riotous shouting of children hang thick in the air?





Would you make a speech, lump throated, whole hearted, heavy yet light, knowing nothing and everything to say?




Would your friends tell you that your home is the most home like home they have ever known?



Would you then understand the meaning of abundance and what it means to have enough?


At times like this, poetry is my solace. This week I’m taking refuge in this poem.

Late Fragment – by Raymond Carver

And did you get what
you wanted from this life, even so?
I did.
And what did you want?
To call myself beloved, to feel myself
beloved on the earth.

Farewell for now, my friends. Until we meet again.

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