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What I'll Miss
I leave this place in not a month, But nearly that by half. There are many things I will miss, And many I'll let pass. I'll miss the love, shown to me, Each and every day, Though the showee might have changed, The love, I hope, will stay. I'll miss my pets, and my sister too, Not the noises, or the IOUs. I will miss my friends that are here, You know who you are, I shall return often so don't you fear, And I won't be far. I miss already some friends I had, Who I haven't spoken to, Not for lack of trying or lack of calls, To return they refuse. I tried, but the list is too numerous to name, And it stretches on and on, And hopefully someday soon I will see you, And not miss you anymore. I will miss my room, and desk, And the forest with my fond memories. I will miss the lakes about, And all there is to see. But if you all come and visit me, And tell me tales of your days, I will not miss as much, And together we will smile. |
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