You need good eyes

You need good eyes
to say your good-byes
if you’ve loved someone
on a long summer’s day,
the image still sharp, will stay

even when things are done,
when the moment arrives,
when the dive of the light
hit’s the eye and you know
something is at its end and gone by

like a river floats past
and the wind howls over the land.
You need good eyes
to say your good-byes
to understand that an end
needs tears to close at last.