What is it like leaving when the job is done: Beginnings and ends.

Lose me in the crowd 

Where I’m no longer seen 

I still exist; I am not dead. 

Our purpose together finished instead.

I am vibrant, breathing, living. 

I am still working and giving 

You are now stronger.

I am needed less or no longer.

My job here is concluded, done 

This time has been a meaningful one.

You are stronger, changed I see 

Remember our learning, our journey 

when you think of me. 

Sometimes too, I think of you, 

You just can’t see when I do.

I sadly put my burden down 

Only to pick up another one, 

and pass your care to others now.

But it’s true,

I’m happy too somehow, 

to step back, set you free, 

and let you grow.

To know my work is alive, 

has depth and flow. 

It does not mean that I forget 

It does not mean, 

I’ve moved on yet.

It does not mean that 

I don’t think of you, 

…I do.

I’m just not there 

Accessible, it’s true.

I’m in the crowd 

Just not beside you.

I am not dead, instead

I still breathe, deeply in,

a different world,

a different scene.

A win with loss all in one 

This is good, this outcome.

Take comfort 

Our journey together

finished as it should. 

This was always 

understood.

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