Goodnight Nightingale

Goodnight sweet nightingale, your journey here is done, how tragic the way the end found you.

Your voice once caressed and soothed, your heart beating so loudly.

Although distanced due to pride and stubbornness, you were not the only one who let things come between us.

I held your hand as they made it official, nothing more for them to do. How tragic the circumstances.

Why did we ever let things come so unraveled, so frayed, history and judgement will not be easy for any of us to bear.

Father our creator in heaven, knows the answers, knows the why, knows they who, knows the truth none seemingly want to face. Stupid pride, arrogance.

Goodnight Nightingale....sing at peace with the father in heaven, your day is done here.