I cannot bid farewell.
\nMy life ends when you leave,
\nbegins when you return.
\nI want you to see a mountain
\nwhere you go,
\nand bring me back
\na piece of its grandeur,
\nwhere it stays in your eyes.
\nAnd I want you to touch
\na sea with your toes,
\nbut go no further.
\nThe shore is full of prizes,
\nenough to fill your hands
\nand bring me back a bag.<\/p>\n
You are on vacation,
\nso ride carousels
\nand taste a fruit never tasted.
\nSay hello to strangers
\non the street
\nand be changed by their faces,
\nonly the glad ones,
\nthe beautiful.
\nI will watch you fly
\ninto the air,
\nand wave my arms
\nto see you wave
\nand fly above the clouds,
\nto see horizons
\nas they rise.
\nBut the days between now
\nand your return
\nwill seem forever,
\nor last forever,
\nor be eternal.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I cannot bid farewell. My life ends when you leave, begins when you return. I want you to see a mountain where you go, and…<\/p>\n