The time is approaching fast,
And sadly you’ll be gone at last.
My friends, I shall miss them,
And my memories shall not grow dim.
Our experiences were great,
Though now you proceed with fate.
You leave us now and go on with life,
To see you leave gives us strife.
We may cry,
But our tears will dry.
Someday we’ll meet again.
Don’t worry, my good friend.
The times we shared,
Cannot be compared,
To anything else I’ve seen.
I know you’re leaving, it seems like a dream.
We will move and we will travel,
Were we go, fate will unravel.
So much to say,
Before that fateful day.
My memory will always be,
For you were very dear to me.
Goodbye, my friend,
I hope that someday we may speak again.
~Zoo
