The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
Bidding farewell, Often tough, a slight embrace, a gentle touch, holding hands, cheeks, red, flushed.
Leaving today, the time is nigh, One final kiss, A heavy sigh, As I say, at last, Goodbye…
“Farewell 2009” -- YT