Facing: Saying Goodbye

Twas a pleasant little party
For my departing,
Complete with small gifts,
Cheese, fruit and bagels,

Nothing much
For such a long tenure,
Not even a plaque
For my 15 years of labour!

Just like that,
I’m out of here,
No bells or whistles,
Nor even ribbons or bows.

Just as well though,
As I dislike fuss
And have often said thus
And so, this is what I got.

That’s okay,
Even though it’s not a lot,
At least I was well fed,
Instead of fed up!

I’ve always liked feasting
But also like to follow
A healthy diet
Wherever I can get it!

And so, I filled my plate many times over,
Making sure, there were few leftovers,
Nevertheless, doling out as lavishly as I refilled,
To the evident enjoyment of all present

But taking some of it home, in the end
And now, onward I go
For another few days,
Until I finally exit to
That which next awaits.