(see title)I have a peom anyone else, or a song, or a joke?
My poem is a poem I give to people who say they're going to leave:
On the hopscotch forum the byes blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the byes below.
We are the live . Short days ago
We live, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
On the hopscotch forum.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who live
We shall not sleep, though byes grow
On the hopscotch forum .
Goodbye dear _________, goodbye