Good-Bye, Dear Irt Pmc

I'll miss this place; you'll miss me in this place! I'll miss you all, no matter, big or small; I'll miss the pea-birds and the snakes as well; I'll miss the dancing pea-cocks 'midst pea-hens! I'll miss the studious students when as dean; I'll miss the timid patients who flock here; I'll miss the elderly out-sourced people; I'll miss the atmosphere, calm and serene! I'll miss the flora, fauna, so varied; I'll miss the stray dogs guarding us by night; I'll miss the croak of frogs in tank near-by; I'll miss the road I'm used to seeing much. I'll miss the rules that seldom found victims; I'll miss my dear colleagues and staff beloved; I'll miss the masonry that's pretty old; I'll miss the mosquitoes that play havoc. I'll miss the food of hostels, served with love; I'll miss my friends and those who detest me; I'll miss the giant trees, indeed so old; I'll miss the teams that helped me gain success. I'll miss the children who sought guavas oft; I'll miss the noise of crackers burst mid-night; I'll miss the ones who stood in wait with smiles; I'll miss the nursing students, medicos. I'll miss so many things I can't list here; I'll miss the rooms wherein I sat to work; I'll miss the petitions anonymous; I'll miss an esteemed medical college. I'll miss this life that drew my heart so near; I'll miss all souls despite deficiencies; I'll miss the house where I lived two decades; I'll Miss This Place, You'll Miss Me in This Place. Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-2-15