Never Know When It’s the Last Time

Goodbyes come easy
When we don’t care
When there’s no reason to worry
This may be the last time

We never know, really
When goodbyes may be final
Last words, smiles, handshakes, hugs, kisses
Connecting two souls who’ve touched

Will we get another chance—
To greet each other again?
Odds lessen as we grow older
As the years behind us outnumber those ahead

All the more reason—
Make the most of each moment
Come rain or shine
Celebrate those we love, those forever touching our lives

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About Don Iannone

Don Iannone is a poet, writer, teacher and photographer who lives in the Greater Cleveland area. He has worked in the economic development field for over 35 years. Don is the author of three poetry books and five photography books. He is working on a short book of photographs and poems about human trafficking. This work was exhibited at six venues in Ohio. Don holds an M.A. degree in Art and Consciousness Studies from the University of Philosophical Research in Los Angeles, where he teaches writing. His educational background also includes studies in Anthropology, Photography, Organizational Behavior, and Economic Development. Don’s website: Wisdom Work Press:

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