Whisper goodbye

The news of the final click of time
for she who gifted my first words.

The sudden death of my smile
and the flow of waters of sadness.

Memories that were lost in time
recovered in seconds.

Emptiness covers my chest
with thoughts of never again.

I know it's not a dream...
I can hear my heart scream.

We are never ready, although
we know it shall someday come.

Now I stand holding your garden
favorites as I whisper goodbye.