Goodbye Poem by AHO Speaks

I must go and take my leave
Parting not with happiness but neither do I grieve
My time was short but I shall long remember
The days between Spring and those of December.

To Cudjoe Key in the land of the sun
Sunrise of my years to work, play and have fun.

Out of Indian Head I will take a portion of its treasure
Knowing each of you has certainly been a pleasure.

May you not wait too long for your dreams to come true
Hopefully creations out of love that look just like you.

Or else those that will open more than one door
Times of joy and happiness that came before.

02-04-06