One by one we left,
For distant skies and seas.
Mouths are mute, ears are deaf,
Will It stay an evergreen tree?
The jubilant news of approval
We welcomed them with joy.
Little did we know how thin is the veil
As the Lakers rejoice.
Hear me my young fellows,
Listen to what I have to say.
Appreciate them dearly, your present peeps,
For someday with time they will creep.
The heart stays strong,
Even when it all seem so wrong.
'Goodbye! See you next week!'
Except that I thought I heard my heart tweak.
Why so sad oh heart?
Goodbyes are never hard!
We shall be better when we meet,
Or so I hope, as I weep.
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