Words Spoken

I have found as I trod
Life's Golden Halls
Pleasure, pain, and sorrow
But ever eager for the morrow

I could hear you call my name
Many words have I uttered
Some of which I am ashamed

But the loneliest word--
One of regret--I am assured--
Is this careless one--"Goodbye".

written 6-05-04 Copyright©2004

Marie L Sellers