Friday, November 9, 2012

Inevitable parting.

Recollect the joyful clouds of memories,
then comes the rain of sorrow.

There's not much time left,
To continue our chains of memories,
After that last day,
All the fun times will cease.

Although we vow to never forget,
It is impossible for one's mind to keep up,
The ruins of time; and the coming regret,
Will never to our current sorrow measure up,
Because to part, is the hardest.

Oh fishes of Seafield,
How very glad I was to meet you,
Even in the battle and war of words and paper,
Only to joy and fun did we surrender.

Don't swim away I pray,
But there's nothing we can do,
For there is no reason or permission to stay,
So we're forced to bid our farewells where it's due.

I'll surely miss you all,
And terribly at that,
For the laughter that came my way,
Was the product of your lovely ways,
I endear all you've done in my heart.

I will cherish it as long as I can,
Maybe only death will do us part,
But for now I must admit,
I'm addicted to your hospitality,
And so before we part,
I must say,
I love you all with all my heart.

Farewell.

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