Leaving On A Jet Plane - Poem by Bob Oldfield
And so the time has come for goodbyes
And the reality that floods
The occasion with its presence
Has diluted all reason
Has warped all sense of logic
And temporarily removed
The foundation of composure
I had sworn I would stand upon
I do not want to feel this way
I should be strong and masculine
Like they used to tell me to be
But tell that to my eyes
Or tell that to my knees
And they will merely respond with
Uncontrollable weakness and
Whimper at the very thought
So has some darker force conspired
To now throw obstacles along
This path once thought straight and true?
Forcing me to be penitent?
Or is it more simple..
Does emotion now run its course
Due to the inevitable consequence of friendship?
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