A face flows with sadness.
I am powerless to the force.

The sadness disappears.
Briefly, I am lifted, held close
Like a rag doll, swung around.
All is as it should be.

Gently, I am placed back down.
I know that it was all a Goodbye.
I do not need or want to know why.

Though but a dream
This vision in equal measures,
haunts and comforts me.