Good Bye
We don’t say Good Bye
At the end of the day
We trust to be merged
Even when away
And, when we meet again
The very next day
We meet as if
After seven lives delay!
Never understood the maths
Nor the lovely logic
Of meeting to depart
Then departing to meet.
Copyright © Ectopic Me | Year Posted 2023
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