Say goodbye

*introduction*

I remember as a little girl I would sit on the wide old porch on summer mornings and just listen. I'd listen to the hum of the insects the rustle of the swaying branches high above. the steady rhythm of a nearby creek. I think of these things very often the way the long grass swayed as I danced so carefree and happy the way the morning dew had wetted the edges of my nightgown. How my mother had scolded me for it her short brown hair instantly proofing out for the humidity was thick with warmth and new promises. The way my father smiled hinting at the faint wrinkles in the corners of his green eyes always lit with humor not the darkness and anger I was so used to. it was the small things I'd missed the most the way everyone was happy but over the years I've learned happiness doesn't last it was like a shooting star fleeting then gone.. Gone forever say goodbye to happiness "goodbye"