Farewell

by Annette Woodruff

There is

Within my sorrow at our parting,

A sweet and secret gladness for my grief:

For I know

This pain would not be mine

Had I not felt the joy of loving you, before.

And I know

I can bear this selfish sorrow,

Relinquish you to peace that you deserve,

And walk alone for a moment in eternity,

Because your Father also gave you up

At the moment of birth,

Knowing full well

It might be

Forever.

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