Johannes Rogers

Goodbye is a word so heavy to bear, A whisper of absence that lingers in air. We watch as our friends fade into the past, Knowing that none of us truly will last. One day, too, I will take my leave, A moment that will make your hearts grieve. But while I’m here, let’s cherish this space, Let’s fill it with kindness, with love, with grace. Let’s walk as one, let’s stand as strong, Let’s lift each other when things go wrong. For time is fleeting, but love will remain, A light in the darkness, a balm for the pain. So hold my hand, and I’ll hold yours, Through every season, through every door. No need for sorrow, no need for fear, As long as we love, we are always near.