Taking Leave

Leaving home is a painful time, they say.

Been here so long this place is in my blood

Like too much alcohol. This sun-drenched day

Is melancholy, as fond memories flood

My consciousness: a love, a hate, a time

When many disparate parts converged to make

A moment, lingering sweet and sublime.

Among the chattel I must try to break

Away from, and move on to other things,

My life’s collection. Time to take a chance,

Find a new adventure, see what life brings

In a new place, imagine now a dance

To different music, different beat. No rain

On new parades. A loss becomes a gain.

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