Leaving

Now has come the time that I am gone

A marker shows the route I’ve left upon

And on that route my journey follows swift

As on the wind a feather set adrift

I have some doubt I shall return one day

For well I know how way leads on to way

And if I am not back please do not grieve

Of my memory and history, take leave

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About Peter Bates

I'm a young guy in Cape Town, studying English and History, and teaching at high school level. I love to write and to work in theatre, both on and behind the stage. View all posts by Peter Bates

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