Farewell

Farewell     my dear friends           farewell... I come here tonight,     to bid you adieu… For there are many other things,     which are calling my name,           wanting me to come back,               to where I feel I belong... As most of you know,     I have been here a long time… There has been much joy and happiness,     love and contentment, in my life,           since I've been here… A loss and a sacrifice, that caused     so very, very much sorrow of late... I feel I must break away --     from that --           which brought me here…     from that --           which kept me here…     from that --           which happened,               and caused all that sorrow… I feel I must make a clean break,     and go back home to my former life,           for now anyway... Tonight, I come here to bid you farewell... Notice, I did not say goodbye... For goodbye is so final,     therefore, I only say Farewell... One day I may return to this place     I've called home for so long... It may be for a visit,     or it may be to stay... Who knows?     Time will tell... For I am going --     home --           to where I feel I belong…     home --           to where I feel I am needed…     home --           to where I need to be…     home --           to where my heart resides… Farewell     my dear friends           farewell... May we see each other     again one day... Farewell... © Jonathan Wikkins October 28, 2001 Revised March 6, 2008 All Rights Reservedone to be read to the people of the town I'm about to be moving away from, on the final night there... Written October 28th, 2001 © on Oct 28 2001 12:28 AM PST, David Michael Shurtleff   life • personal • society