Goodbye Kisses: The Poem I Did Not Write

Goodbye kisses, there's some who'll say,
A final word, for one's last day.
(This is a poem I did not write;
It has not disappeared from sight.

You'll look for it; won't find it there;
It's not been written in despair.)
There's many ways to say goodbye
And poetry is one to try.

The bottom line, one I must state;
Prevent confusion at some date.
I never really say goodbye,
Though others do and oft will cry.

The word goodbye is often heard.
There's final closure in that word.
The Word itself will never close.
Beyond that word; do you suppose

That coupled with some mystery,
There's a hello that some can see?
So when you go to bid goodbye,
Remember that there's God on high.

Eternity is ever there,
With all for whom there's love and care.
Love's end is never in goodbye
As those who live, shall never die.

Their spirits live forever more;
Eternity has one more door.
The doors that open, close o'er time,
Like one more poem that's penned in rhyme.

(This is the poem I did not write,
At least it seems, until tonight.)
Goodbye kisses, just save them too,
For the hello, that's there for you.

Goodbye is not always forever.