Saying Good-bye

Seems like there is always someone or something
Saying good-bye
When I was younger, less jaded and searching
I used to cry
But now I’ve begun to realize
That it is a fact of life
Seasons, friends, loved one in time
Depart this vale of strife
Alan, I guess I agree with you
And the line in one of your songs
They should have made those tail-lights blue….
The color of good-bye and so long
Seems like there’s always somebody leaving
But what’s the use of tears
With good-byes, hello’s, I love you’s, we’re weaving
The tapestry of our years

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Janet Martin