So you needed a subject to call,
Then, I guess that will be all.
Goodbye, my erstwhile friend,
There is nothing left to mend.
Backwards I did bend,
To be a kind and dear friend.
But alas, I suppose that is life
One long battle against strife.
Let us bid farewell and call it a day,
Wish each other well and go our own way.
Sandra Martyres
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/goodbye-294/
