It's not me that you truly need
I don't hold within myself the sustanance in which
your soul must feed
my tested temper now don't you heed
I knew you could never be my white knight on a
fiery steed
perhaps loving me was no more to you than doing
a day's good deed
It is all for the best
I know away from me you will splendidly succeed
so know that in your leaving I wish you all
GOD's speed............
(written Feb 17,1991)