At Night – A Poem

The sun has said goodnight

It seems such a long way
for that tiny tear to fall
down that small face
pressed tight against
a frosted window pane

She bends to kneel down
to pray beside her bed
And waits for words but
slides to the floor instead

Her hands still folded
around an old faded photo
Wrapped in the frail arms
of her own sorrow
It won’t matter how
old this little girl will grow

Because every now and then
almost always at night
It creeps right back up again
and her dream dies
just a little more each time

It still aches just the same
No words to say –
No verse to write –
The pain, that fear
doesn’t ever change
When she hears
someone say goodbye

And the sun has said goodnight

Gretchen Leary 2013

For some added emotional inspiration, I listened to the song “Here Comes Goodbye” by Rascal Flatts although this subject hardly needs any added intensity for me. The word “goodbye” still haunts me. This poem is not based on a single memory- more like a compilation of many woven together. I wanted to capture what sorrow feels like to me.

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About Gretchen Leary

I am 31 years old, I live in the Boston area, and I am writing from the perspective of an individual with Asperger's Syndrome.
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7 Responses to At Night – A Poem

  1. Grace says:

    Love the opening refraining line ~ The part of the dream dying just a little more each time is poignant ~ The aches are just the same, after all this time ~ Enjoyed this one Gretchen ~

  2. I could really feel and see this poem, quite beautiful even in such sorrow.

  3. claudia says:

    i think you captured it well gretchen..very moving..and felt..

  4. Gretchen, what a moving poem. You also made me realize that I never, ever say “Goodbye,” either. It’s always ‘see you later’ or ‘bye’ or ‘peace.’ Until I read this, I didn’t remember that I get tears in my eyes when I hear “goodbye.” Perhaps it’s because I heard it said in anger so often when I was a child.
    Love, Amy

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