Sunday, January 15, 2006

Old Friends

walks right up next to me
starts talking about how things use to be
we are just two strangers, talking for the first time
and as we trade words, things just seem to become all fine
then passing through my mind, there is a trace and a snap
and it is realized who this is
it is my old friend from the past
There is a new face on my old friend
He has died and been born again

back together again we talk and play
together again, it is a splendid day
we have so much to learn and teach
lessons forgotton but yet still within reach
we help make each others lives better
life after life we help each other
reunited with my old friend in a new face


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