Disclaimer: All I own is the poem and the Grave stone.
Good Bye My Friend
It's empty of happiness
No Joy and No Fun
Walking by just gives me the shivers
He is no longer there
The room is full of him though
Then why am I scare of it then?
"Come on in Jack, I think I found something." Something whispers in the room to me
Just memories
The room is dusty
It's occupant is no longer
But something has manifested
Negativity is always lingering
It's empty of happiness
The man who works in there is no longer
"JACK" something cries out
Just memories
He is gone
Gone for good
No more worries
No more bickering
Yet I can't let go
"Jack am actually scared of what's out there in the big universe" he had once told me
Just memories
No Joy and No Fun
No Love
Just pain
I have to go in
I am a General
Its overwhelming
But its something
The light is on
The light holds the fear back
"Jack don't forget to turn out my office lights" he whispers in his dying breaths
Good by my friend
The office lights go out
Now he's gone
He lingers no more
And as I shut his door
I hear
"Thanks Jack, thanks for being there" he whispers
And I whisper back
"Good bye my Friend"
He was dead. His best friend and family member was dead.
He had died off world.
I had wrote the poem just for him. He wouldn't be coming back this time or any other time.
I stood at his grave and read it to him after his funeral.
SG-1 is no more and I have finally retired after the last mission.
Sam Carter transferred after the memorial service, I don't know what she does now.
Teal'c returned to Chulak and the last I heard of him was that he was happy to be home.
Cam Mitchell is god knows where, the last I heard from him, he was writing a life story about a hero.
I stand at his grave and look up at the sky.
He is in Archaeology heaven and is getting into trouble
I just know it.
I have to go now.
I whisper to the heavens above as I look down at his grave.
"Good Bye Daniel Jackson and thanks for being my friend"
And as I am heading towards my car, I could have sworn I heard
"Hey Jack, I think I have found something"
Dr. Daniel Jackson
Born: July 8, 1965
Death: July 8, 2009
Rest in Peace
Friend to All
We come in Peace and we leave in peace