Good bye, Calindy

Good bye, Calindy. It’s too bad

That you no longer taste of honey,

But think of value, think of money,

Of all the things we never had -

And I am sure you’ll understand,

Considering the circumstances,

That we were simply out of dances

And other things that never end.

Good bye, Calindy. Life is strange

And full of wonders, laughs and chances

As well as interim romances

That tend to flourish out of range,

Of teddy bears and perfect strangers,

Of triumphs, could have beens and dangers,

Of trails from paradise to hell.

Good bye, Calindy. Please be well.