Waving Goodbye - Doug Von Koss

[Larry Robinson]

Waving Goodbye
 
 
A new suitcase in one hand,
car keys in the other and finally
off to college for the first time.
 
Looking back past the walnut tree
a last glance at the old house
his family still waving good-bye
good-bye from behind
the screened-in porch.
 
Shifting gears on Main Street,
thinking of things left behind
his old room and a medal from track
closet full of memories and old clothes
all still too good
to give away.
 
Homecoming for the thanksgiving feast
stunned at the barrenness of his room
just one change of socks and underwear remaining
in the top right drawer of the otherwise
empty chest.
 
Staring down the hallway at Christmas,
past the presents and the lighted tree
he saw his room was gone
the doorway and the door
across from his brother’s room.
 
At spring break under the walnut tree
staring again at the screened-in porch
he was certain
the house was gone.
 
Trying one last time in June
the porch was gone
the tree was gone
Main Street no where
to be found.
 
Driving away past his disappearing high school
he wondered was there a medal from track?
Had he ever had a brother?
 
Clutching the wheel in front
he knew he must hurry
his road disappearing
his town disappearing
and in the rear view mirror,
was that his life?
slowly waving
good-bye, good-bye?
 
 	-  Doug von Koss
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