Tis' been
A fine thing
Seeing the life
As a I cross this sea
Coming and going
Like the tide
But alas
It is a sad thing
As soon
I will
Not be seeing
The grand sight
Of you
And to not participate
In the hustle and bustle
Of such a fine lady
Will be missed
But do not cry
If one day
I do not come
As i will remember
Fondly
Strolling the boulevards,
Through the parks
Into the marketplace
And along the shore
By the sea
It is not a bad thing
But let use just
Enjoy what time
We have left
As I hate
Saying goodbye
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