So this is where we part, My Friend,

and you’ll run on, around the bend,

gone from sight, but not from mind,

new pleasures there you’ll surely find.

I will go on, I’ll find the strength,

life measures quality, not its length.

One long embrace before you leave,

share one last look, before I grieve.

There are others, that much is true,

but they be they, and they aren’t you.

And I, fair, impartial, or so I thought,

will remember well all you’ve taught.

Your place I’ll hold, you will be missed,

the skin I stroked, the nose I kissed.

And as you journey to your final rest,

take with you this…I loved you best.