Leaving
You're leaving and it hurts me so.
I know though that you have to go.
You've found a new and better path.
That makes you happier free at last.
If leaving for them makes things better.
I wrap you up with my blessings like a sweater.
I want you thrilled in every way.
In body and soul,
let your spirit soar and be freely gay.
poem by Michael McParland
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