Rhythm Blue Bomb

a sad day, but a beautfiul day

I kissed you on the forehead this morning;
Like a father leaving for work at dawn.
I didn't want to disturb your sleep;
You deserve to rest now, to be at ease.
I glance at you, each ember of your being;
A picture perfect work of art, "I'm sorry to be leaving."
But you don't need to apologise, I can see sincerity in your eyes,
Just go, before I change my mind;
And I clutch onto you 'til you leave this life.

The sun is beaming down, as if it were midsummer;
Birds are befriending the skies and one another.
And I'm reading prose, sitting in my bay window chasing dreams;
And the idea of something sewn, not torn, at the seams.
I flinch when I find myself in shades of mellow;
But then I remember the day you said, "Hello".
And I smile, I grin, I cheers to you;
Because you and your livelihood will never fade;
I will remember you on this sad day, this beautiful day.

Toasting marshmallow's on the fire on our phones;
Two kids living in each other's bones.
We made friends with a fly, his name was Freddy;
I swear he still continues to visit me.
And maybe he will guide you, take you under his wings;
I don't know, maybe I'm trapped in this hoping;
Hoping that you softly go, hoping that you see you are and will be an honor to know.
Someone who will stand the test of time;
Someone who will always be the greatest friend of mine.

The clouds are pouring over, as if it were December;
Birds are still befriending the skies and one another.
And I'm reading poetry, sitting in my bay window chasing dreams;
And the idea of something sewn, not torn, at the seams.
I flinch when I find myself in shades of worry;
But then I remember the day you started this story.
And I smile, I grin, I cheers to you;
Because you and your livelihood will never fade;
I will remember you on this sad day, this beautiful day.

I have spine-achingly sobbed for you;
I have heartbreakingly gone numb for you.
I have loyally stood by you;
I have entirely loved you.
And I will continue to cry these rivers for you,
I will continue to fade into some kind of blue.
But I will always smile when my skies clear;
Forever and always whispering, "I wish you were here".
But maybe you are, a fifty year friendship, stretches further, far.
Let go of whatever is holding you back, please.
Do it for me.
I will celebrate this sad day, but this beautiful day.