NOSTALGIA

July 1, 2025

Between all the things I'll never know;

And things I know I should let go.

Are the moments I let slip away;

And words I didn't think to say.

Can I express without crossing a line;

How I miss a friend that once was mine.

Down different paths our lives have led;

Yet life's too short for things unsaid.

I realize now what I didn't then;

That some we'll carry to the end.

Friends perhaps from long ago;

So dear to us, but may not know.

So I hope this finds you in good health;

I wish you happiness beyond all wealth.

I'm proud of what's become of you . . .

And still in awe of the friend I knew.

THE END

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