You've been good to me. We've had a good run of it. We've had our tough times, yes. But we've had oh-so-many good times too. I hate to say goodbye, but the inevitable must come. The door that welcomes in 33 is fast approaching. I welcome it, yes I do. I welcome it with wide open arms. I embrace another great year in my wee life. Weep not, dear 32, I will not forget you. Your year is imprinted in my mind, and wears upon my mouth a smile.
Be good to me. Show me more of the world, introduce me to great people, allow me opportunities to grow and make me wiser, and fan the flames of love in my life. Yes, 33, soon I leap into your door.
I've said my goodbyes.
By and by, I come.