The day shines bright and gay ahead
Beckoning to me with open arms
Yet I look behind at night
As she sheds a tear to see me gone
I know I should have a bounce in my step
As I walk on forth to lands of joy
But a somber longing gnaws within
For night, my friend of years gone by
When with her I longed for sun
I cried and thrashed within her arms
Hurting me some and hurting her more
With not a care to her wounds balm
But today as I am finally rid of her
I see the wisdom in her ways
For she but prepared me to welcome the light
With joy, yet caution, so that it may stay!
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