Why, when you’re close to leaving
Do you get a sudden emotion?
Is it the strain and the heaving?
Or the result of loyal devotion
You leave with the wishes of others
And the promise to keep in touch
With those who are now like brothers
And those that won’t miss you as much
You start to enjoy your surroundings
As you always hoped you might
You thoughts are of new groundings
The tunnel opens up to the light
You think of the effort and hours
That got you to where you are
But now you will use all your powers
To wish on a new shooting star
The newly acquired work skill
To which you’re now attuned
Kept with gestures of goodwill
And memories festooned
The negative energy some bought
To obscure your working days
Will be dismissed without a thought
And there, you hope it stays
So keep the best bits of your time
As you move to pastures new
Look ahead as up you climb
Looking back just to bid adieu
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