A bit poetic after all

we will rise early and go out to
meet our new challenges. your back
towards me, heading off in the distance.
sunshine spreading gold over the grass.
the world is round so one day we will
meet again or at least reach a point from
which it's only possible to get back closer,
right? but still I'll try to climb whatever
rainbows on my way because they look a bit like
memories of you.