Goodbye is not the end -
It is just a resting place-
Until we meet again.

Like the nodding of a fragrant rose
Its ruby head in Spring's repose,
Must one day lay its head in death,
Until next spring Life gives it breath.

Goodbye is not the end-
Just a quiet lulling tune-
Until we meet again.

As the pallid moon glides o'er the night,
With a spread of stars pulled 'round him tight,
His balded head will sink in dreams
Until the Daystar sets her beams.

Goodbye is not the end
Just a space in time - an absence hence
Until we turn and meet again.