Goodbye?

Goodbye is not the end - It is just a resting place- Until we meet again. Like the nodding of a fragrant rose Its ruby head in Spring's repose, Must one day lay its head in death, Until next spring Life gives it breath. Goodbye is not the end- Just a quiet lulling tune- Until we meet again. As the pallid moon glides o'er the night, With a spread of stars pulled 'round him tight, His balded head will sink in dreams Until the Daystar sets her beams. Goodbye is not the end Just a space in time - an absence hence Until we turn and meet again.