The Blessing of Leaving

by jesst

I was too heavy for the birds to lift,
yet they kept me company on my way.
And the trees dipped to brush my hair,
pressing leaves into my hands.
The sun was bashful behind the clouds,
but we have spent so many days together.
I cannot say what I will miss most
as I walk into the darkness,
but I am grateful for this last walk,
a peaceful jaunt from this life.