Bye bye old friend. We’ve had some fun.
But now your life is over. Done.
Eleven years we’ve been together,
Come rain or shine, or other weather.
We’ve travelled far in boats and planes,
In cars, on foot, and on some trains.
You’ve always kept me warm and snug
With your embrace, your warming hug.
But time has done its worst to you;
Your colour’s faded. Your warmth has too.
You’re a shadow of your former self,
It’s fair to say you’re in poor health.
So finally that day is nigh,
The one I feared. It makes me cry
To think that you’ll soon be departed,
And I’ll be left here, broken hearted,
But warm, protected by another
Overcoat. Perhaps your brother?