Monday 13 April 2015

Good friend you once were

Good friend you once were to me.
I do not see a lot of you now,
But I often think about what we achieved. (Not bad, not bad at all.)
And how so often before, during and after
Such fun we had amid the laughter.
But then the work, the stress and the days
When we had nearly had our fill.
And I had, and I left; but I miss it still.

Was it that long ago?
No. But the time has passed and gone,
And probably not to return, not for me.
Things change and you have to move on; but..
Good friend you once were to me.
 I do not see a lot of you now.

But when I do: when we meet by chance.
It still feels the same.
And our times together were what we had in common,
They were fine and they were good and so not forgotten.
And we talk and chat and soon catch up;
And it is so good to know:
Good friend you once were to me.

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