Good Byes
When we leave our homes
When we talk on the phone
When we go on a trip
When our hearts are rip
When we graduate
When its in our fate
When we marry
When our coffin they carry
Never say good bye
It brings joy and pain
Say God bless, take care
With hope that we will meet again
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Sage advice and philosophy. Pretty good rhymes though the structure was a bit uneven. A very well done, clear and concise poem with no detours for the reader. I recommend it. GW62