Sincerely moving towards circles of yesterday's friends who were always there for me no matter what the circumstances.
Loyal and true, giving of themselves to lend a helping hand.
Never too busy to be there for close friends, needing to have someone just living in a part of life.
Taking journeys through portals of everyday exercises of genuine relationships, taking them to higher stations, heading to gates of heaven, never looking back just forward.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem