Saturday, June 18, 2011

The Cost

Good morning, my good and trusted friend;
So lovely, as always, to visit again.
Can’t seem to remember how long it has been
Since the last time our two paths have crossed.

Was it late September
                         As seasons were changing?
Time loses meaning
                         With lives rearranging,
And memory fails in the process of aging
And old friendships fade until lost.
 
But we are forever, and never forget.
We’ll last past the sunset,
                         No fear of regret.
A boy and his dream ever present, as yet
Unfulfilled, still weighing the cost.
 
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