A Silent Goodbye

A goodbye was for someone else

Whom she needed to attend

The little hand waved with tears in the eye.

She had to stay in 

While she was outside.

The home seemed lonely 

There was always a wait

That she would be seen though from far in the evening

Entering the gate.

That day seemed long, the eyes seemed dry

There was the clock ticking loud

The baby began to cry.

She was not seen again

There was a silence that stood

The eyes stuck to the clock

The wait long and not understood.

Days passed by, there was only a cry

The girl stood at the door

Waiting for someone who had already said goodbye.