I'M Moving Away
I’m moving away, but I’ll be back.
I look out my window; the sky is black.
Ontario’s not bad, though far away,
Still I wish that I could stay.
My life is on a different track,
And there is no use in staying back.
My childhood was happy, out in the sticks,
But now there’s more to throw into the mix.
Friends and family, and lots more