by Satin Ragdoll

Don't worry, my friend,

You will be alright,

When I'm too tired to care,

And I'm too sad to write,

When I've put my pen,

And computer aside,

And have found a new place,

For my poor soul to hide,

You have passed the point,

Gone beyond the portal,

Far surpassed beloved,

And become immortal,

There will always be one,

With a new torch to bear,

There will always be one,

With new stories to share,

Once more, you will deal with Christine Chapel,

Once more, you will save the Captain's skin,

Once more, you will lock horns with McCoy,

With each new tale you begin again,

There will always be exotic,

Worlds to explore,

And you will not remember me,