The Warmest Of Farewells

It was very disappointing,
and it was also very painful.
It seemed as it would never end,
It seemed that this was it.

The fear of the fearful was becoming attractive again,
The echo of an old end was becoming loud again,
and I couldn't understand yet,
as no one made me understand.

So I gave a call to a new uncle,
which I should have known about a while ago,
but it seems as it is indeed very true,
that it is never, ever too late.

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It is never too late dear friend,
to change,
to know,
to feel,
and to be loved.

It is never too late to learn lessons,
which maybe we all should have learned about a while ago.

It is never, ever too late,
to open the doors of a good life,
in which every morning will offer you a warm cupof tea, or a warm cup of coffee,
and makes you feel comfortable again.

Comfortable with what you have,
Comfortable with who you are surrounded with,
Comfortable with what you can do,
Comfortable with who you are.

They may see you from an empty lens,
but do not blame anyone,
but smile,
smile for knowing something rare,
knowing a key,
which opens tiny windows shining white light on the darkest of hearts.

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Indeed now I feel different,
Indeed now I feel fresh,
As the coldest of greetings,
has now turned itself into the warmest of farewells.

And the next time I will put my sight north again,
And the next time I will sip that heartwarming spirit,
I shall remind myself,
that there is always something new that comes next..

Just waiting for me to tie my shoe laces,
pack a luggage,
and fly with an empty mind,
and a full heart.