Friendship is akin to standing
On a wet cement;
The longer you stay,
The harder it is to stray.
And when you leave,
You can never leave,
Without leaving your footprints...
As friends part,
When time passes,
There could be a moment;
Just a moment,
When the two pairs of feet,
From places afar, meet
This moment.
May be one of the best moments
Of life, to meet
An old friend.
Years passed,
Lines from life's journey,
Deepened on weary faces.
Yet, the deep lines of crescent,
From the smiles,
Enliven the line of friendship,
Once dearly held.
Time seems to halt.
Who says it waits for no one,
For the good old times,
From days of yore,
Awaken with a sheepish yawn,
Once more.
In the time frozen,
As reality sets in,
Hearts settled,
In a moment,
Just a moment,
You realised how much,
How so very much,
You missed having him/ her around...
Sunday, October 25, 2009
The Last 'Lesson'... Goodbye, 2E2
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