Moving Day
February 23rd is the day,
Everything won’t seem okay.
Wondering if I’ll ever see them again.
Arizona is just so far away.
I will never forget our times together.
Our friendship was always like good weather.
All the time we spent laughing.
Now everything is turning to bad weather.
I’m going to cry.
But I’ll keep saying hi.
Until that day,
That I’ll have to say goodbye.
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