Farewell,
But not goodbye;
The ship set sail
Quarter to five.
We waved to him
from along the shore;
watching each step
when he climbed aboard.
Many new journeys
lay ahead for this man,
nothing left,
but the elite skills band.
The director may be gone
yet, the band
still plays on
to the rythems and tunes
practiced before.
Practicing was a short sort
a little here,
then play time there.
Nothing interferred
when the internets soared.
Chat to chat,
with many laughs
and debates;
everyone knew the place.
Watching the ship
take off from shore,
we all know
the leader will explore.
To what, we lay curious
and after awhile will know,
what that little director
went looking for. |
Submission Name: Sailing Foward
