From the Vault: Last Time Through These Doors

Posted on March 20, 2014 by Charles Yallowitz
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Today I say good-bye
As I cross the threshold
Joined by others
Who will return tomorrow
While I remain at home

I have bid my desk adieu
Cleared it of my things
My computer has shut down
The screen a blackened face
That will never light for me again

I cannot stop the sigh
A mixture of all emotions
While I get into my car
Ready to join the exodus
For a final time

The taste is bittersweet
As I feel I have to go
To search for a softer place
And regain a sense of mind
That life has washed away

I leave behind new friends
That I will not forget
Even when the stress
Has faded from my bones
Replaced by future toils

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About Charles Yallowitz

Charles E. Yallowitz was born, raised, and educated in New York. Then he spent a few years in Florida, realized his fear of alligators, and moved back to the Empire State. When he isn't working hard on his epic fantasy stories, Charles can be found cooking or going on whatever adventure his son has planned for the day. 'Legends of Windemere' is his first series, but it certainly won't be his last.
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2 Responses to From the Vault: Last Time Through These Doors

  1. John W. Howell's avatar John W. Howell says:
    March 20, 2014 at 4:08 pm

    You nailed the feeling exactly. “I leave behind new friends I will not forget,” was true for me as well, except they forgot me.

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