Wiser Than His Years

I said goodbye to my friends, holding back the flood of tears.

But then one stopped me; told me words wiser than his years.

He told me not to worry, and never to fear,

And that goodbye is not a word he liked to hear.

Goodbye implies an end,

But that is not the way of friends.

True friendship is a bond never to be broken,

And people could never give a better token.

Instead, he says to me with a smile,

How about I’ll see you in a little while.

Or See you later or in Time,

Because you are a friend of mine.

This means we will see each other again,

Because you are my very good friend.

After hugs to my friends, and a wave as I turned,

In my heart, those words were forever burned.

And as I dried my tears away,

I knew I'd see them another day.

And one in particular, one I hold dear,

One who is wiser than his years.