It always seems too soon to part
When paths are never sure to meet.
How can we make a brand new start
With what we have now not complete?
Too soon to say goodbye, my friend
When there are still things to be learned.
How can we be nearing the end,
The first corner barely been turned?
Yet there are reasons to be glad
For our friendship from year to year.
Just think of all the times we've had
And remember me with a tear.
Await us wherever we go.
Although our minds are set at ease,
We will reap whatever we sow.
Who knows if we will meet again?
Our very own futures will tell.
Think about what will happen then.
A solemn and loving "farewell."