Forever Friends?

  • by Mark Napier

  • The days of old are golden
    Lost in a haze of smiles and such
    Memories that with each day grow olden
    A bouquet of experiences all in a bunch

    You were always there, always shared
    Moments locked in time for us both
    Always there for me, always cared
    Forever a friendship that I chose

    But the days of old are gone
    And today replaces yesterday
    Time crowds in and pushes me along
    And even friendship goes away

    Sometimes I miss my friend
    And think back with a sigh
    And now I know he was just pretend
    And with this knowledge my innocence died

    We were forever friends
    Till time moved us apart
    And shown a growing man in the end
    The loss of make believe is just the start....

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