Farewell words too often part,
And cleave, with sorrow, aching hearts
With final wave all disappears
Beneath the hush of silent tears
Why can't sorrow be so kind,
As to hide away and stay confined?
And leave us only thoughts of bliss,
Of joyful things to reminisce
So focus not on sorrows, born
Where happy times are now forlorn
But instead on joy and merriment
And delight all felt without relent
And with all the love to fill our hearts
Sorrow and pain then soon departs
And although goodbyes are bittersweet
We can feel, no longer, incomplete
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