Goodbyes Are Better Left Unsaid ——————day 30 napowrimo

The sun is changing now for night–
a pink delight.
I watch it fade
and masquerade.
When darkened clouds turn dapple-gray,
I’ll turn away
with aching heart.
I’ll fall apart
’cause NaPoWriMo must erase
my happy face
in silhouette–
the day we met.

©  Copyright, 2013, Freeda Baker Nichols

This poem is in the Minute form and it’s the last of 30 poems for NaPoWriMo in the month of April.  It’s been a busy time and I’ve had fun. Thanks to everyone who has viewed my poems and/or “liked” them or left a comment.  It’s been a great adventure, good discipline, something to look forward to each day.  Now, back to my short story. Never a dull moment for a writer and a poet!