Valediction, at Rest

Anthony Hammill

January 2024

I’ve gotten an expensive ring for you

plated in lush silver and jewels.

Wrapped in a soothed red velvet box,

to make our situation easier to handle.

I must tell you that this ring brings out

a shining of beautiful emotions and times.

But truthfully, I’ve been thinking a bit,

perhaps this would fit someone else a little more fine.

Oh how can you say such a thing?

Though I knew that this was coming,

still I implore you to consider one day,

to come over and maybe stay awhile?

I never said that I was departing,

rather I’m simply wandering elsewhere.

And if it truly hurts you so, know that 

I’ll be there to follow you wherever you go.

I have to admit, it does hurt me so,

when I see your heart wandering elsewhere.

But if we’re being honest, though,

Should I be upset over something never meant to be?

Regrettably, I don’t know how to answer.

Usually not like this, as you may remember.

But know that I’m cheering you on to be happy 

on a cool lonesome day in late November.

Well, if you truly mean that, that makes

the hurting a little more easy passing.

Now, when I think of you I’ll try

laughing at what we had instead of mourning.

I want you to one day, return to me,

carry yourself to me, untouched by scars.

Not as lovers, but as friends, where I can

heal the scars left behind, and ones gained.

I must admit, you've given me the fuel

to sail the stormy, roaring oceans.

Summit the tallest peaks of life, all while

your heart will be the beating sun over me.

When we talk in a future in a long, long time:

Tell me about the nice memories you’ve made;

The happy life that you’ve led was true;

Where I’ll be waiting for your warm embrace.