The desk grows quiet, the screen fades dim,
A chapter closes, its edges trim.
Laughter and deadlines, coffee and care,
Memories linger, still floating in air.
Each meeting, each moment — a thread in the seam,
We built something real, we followed a dream.
Now paths diverge, as journeys must,
With gratitude deep, with mutual trust.
I’ll carry the lessons, the warmth, the light,
Through future mornings, and into night.
So here’s not an ending, but wings to fly—
It’s farewell for now, not a final goodbye
