Migrating Birds

As i stood in my window and shouted out my last goodbyes a feeling of calm ascended on the halls of residence....
the unusually quite guildhall walk was not a sight to see...
there were no shouts out of the windows and not anyone to call around...
there was no music and no beer...
the party never started...
the calm i thought would be a welcome change but it is not,
the tigers had gone to bed early.... there were a few souls remaining but they will be gone soon...
the nature cried to see them go it cried all night long....
the migration reminds me of who i really am...