Welcome, My Dear Old Friend

It is time for me now
To return to

The place of 

the hushed wind. 

Where the sighs lie 

Upon 

The upturned grin. 

Oh how I loath 

This place where I've been.

Oh how I love 

this state that I'm in. 

Oh how I would rather 

perish in vein,

Than live this 

wondrous painting

Again. 

Though I 

Welcome you 

Joyously, 

My dear old friend.