“Hello, Goodbye”

Goodbye, August.
Hello, September.
You’re gone now,
But I’ll always remember
You, sometimes sadly
And sometimes fondly;
A new month is here,
New memories to make;
Things to hold dear,
Ambitions to quake;
Old endings;
New beginnings;
The future is:
Yours,
Mine,
Ours,
Theirs:
For the taking;
Enjoy it.
Don’t waste.
Time passes in haste.
Hello.
Goodbye.
John Bly.
All books have a final page.
Every epoch has an ending age.
Good night.
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