I see the light
It flashes and passes by me
Another day.......another month and year passes
I don't see how life is supposed to be purposeful
When all people do is walk on by
I am now gone
Now that they see me doing better
They wish for me back
I send them regards but don't have but to respond
The only way to end ties is
"With this I say with the high authority"
"That you no longer have that kind of control of me"
"I wish you a better future and perspective of life"
"Because I now see that light that used to flutter away"
"Love from the forever dreaming traveler"