New Zealand, my friend, I bid thee farewell;
I never did know you, but all is well.
It seems that I had almost forgotten,
a big promise that I had begotten.
You see my true love and I will marry
and my wanderlust, I shall soon bury.
My life’s dream career shall soon become mine,
being creative and paid shall be divine.
If all goes well, we’ll soon get our own house;
Complete with a yard and maybe a mouse!
These upcoming months will be special, true,
but not as great as when she’ll say, “I do.”
