The weeks are winding down they are And soon the time will come To bid adieu to folks we knew Because of jobs we do. Fortunes rise and fall like tides And all will ebb and flow; But on this beach where we have washed, We pause before we go. A journey shared in memory Connecting you to me; Along the coasts of hearts laid bare The shores will share the sea. Tomorrow’s all come soon enough, Today is hard to hold; Within a child’s mind no thought Of ever growing old. To hold a moment’s pleasure pure, To hold suspended still Within a timeless bureau placed, The drawers with moments fill. Travel where the roads will lead, And do what you must do; But you with me will always be, For I am all of you.