Living an an expat you have to accept that the opportunity to meet and make friends with interesting people is balanced by the sad fact that you often have to say goodbye to friends who have been important in your life. I do accept it, and though it makes me sad, I am happy for the quality these friendship add to my life.

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Farewell friend

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A pebble drops, still ripples form,

slow spreading on deep water.

A light breeze blows, reflections change

and never quite resettle.

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Though seasons ebb, fresh buds emerge

and opening, shape our living.

Future days will bear some trace

of fruit set in this season.

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