A few weeks to graduation...

So much has come and gone, a blur,

So much of it one shall hardly miss

Yet smile we shall at the ones we do

For they were moments of such silly bliss!

From walking into foreign land

And feeling right at home so soon

And living in a home that's pure mad

Exactly like you, was the ultimate boon!

In she walked all mighty and short,

With bossiness that alcohol did douse

And sweet affection for my silly whims

And all that yummy food we cooked to gorge!

The curse of the small continued to me follow

As the pint-size 'freakishly strong' I did meet

Boy! Do I curse that ill-fated foam party

That lead to many, no wait, all that I tweet

Then life caught up as others came by

But lost in work or at least trying to be, was I

So I'll spare you details of the mad men as they be

And even of the new fantastic sights I got to see

Instead I'll speak of what is to come

Of me and life, what is to become

I might part ways with this charmed life as it be

But new joys beckon, ones I can't wait to see

Although it has been a joyride with bumps on the way

Let's move on with life Charlie, is what I'd say!

And the happy times shall stay with me for evermore

For I take them to the kids, like good old lore!