Oh the Days at Subway

Oh the days of Subway
The stories left untold.
Still so much to say
I leave head held high and bold.

I pray I left a legacy here
But it's time I spread my wings and fly.
Let no sadness fill your tears,
Remember the good times and this is not goodbye.





For every time you hear oh Christmas tree,
You'll surely think of me.
And when you read roses are red and violets are blue,
Embrace and cherish the friendship that remains true.

I'll miss you two
We'll stay in touch this I promise you.
Still friends 20 years from now I pray I see.
No matter how far away I know this can be.

Farewell Lecia and Big A,
This is all I have to say.
Thanks for all the good times,
Our memories will bring me good rhymes.



12-22-08
10:50 pm