Sketch by Jack Chalker

Going Away

by

Win Rainer

I shall go, but shall not leave

Time is short and there is no reprieve

On silver wings I’ll fly

But I shall not be there

I will be across the cowslip meadows

I will wonder where

The dawn is fresh

The smell of blossom fills the air

The sun will rise

And bathe the countryside with light

Then I will arrive

Everything will be right.

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