Impish glee, and childlike smile,
Covered my face, after a time,
I stand here, for the last goodbye,
To the surrounded friends, hereby.
Tears rolled down, and chortle too,
Memories shared and secrets slip by,
I see my crush, standing at side,
With cloaked senses, in his smile.
Some tease me, for my enigma,
Others fooled, hence for silly by,
I see my friends, in tickled pink,
Carting along, of all their dreams.
Winked back, all my stories,
Draped with the fragrance of amends,
I see my little, raised tall in innocence,
Chiseled with the learning of the life.
Arrived the last, in a decor sleigh,
Looked in his eyes, like never before,
Praised the fate, for our voyage,
And held my breath for the last time.