laugardagur, október 04, 2003

A small poem of friendship....

Around the corner I have a friend
In this great city that has no end,
Yet the days go by and weeks rush on,
And before I know it, a year is gone

And I never see my old friend's face,
For life is a swift and terrible race,
He knows I like him just as well,
As in the days when I rang his bell,
And he rang mine..

We were much younger then,
And now we are busy, tired men..
Tired of playing a foolish game,
Tired of trying to make a name..

But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes,
And distance between us grows and grows..
Around the corner!- yet miles away,
And that's what we get and deserve in the end..
Around the corner, a vanished friend..

If you love someone, tell them..
Remember always to say what you mean..
Never be afraid to express yourself..
Take this opportunity to tell someone
what they mean to you..

Seize the day and have no regrets..
Most importantly, stay close to your friends and family,
for they have helped
make you the person that you are today
and are what it's all about anyway..

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