Leavetaking

To many of my friends,
I never said goodbye.

Too many of my friends
Never said goodbye.

A momentary silence
Can stretch to endure,

Our spheres become uncircled,

The hours unwind
And become uncoiled,

Our links become unchained,

Until time, too soon,
Has past into the past

And our paths
Have become diverged.

Too many of my friends
Went away.

To many of my friends,
I went away

And never said goodbye.