The Greet And The Farewell Poem by J Sheba Anandhi

A simple smile can say, ‘Hi’,
A raised hand can say ‘Bye’,
Between the greet and the farewell
There used to be more words to tell
To a friend beside or to the gang aside,
While having fun there is nothing to decide
And where can be space when fun resides;
These days were carefree and I was so free
Now I completely feel like an uprooted tree
As I am going so far I know that I will not
Get a chance to come back to the old spot,
All I have to do is to accept the reality
And change my melancholic mentality;
Yet I’ll be missing my lovely compadres
How much ever I progress by the ladders.