Friends - Poem by ENOCH JOHN
Yesterday I saw you walking down the dusty streets,
And I thought: there goes elegance on two feet.
I only wished we had more time to spend together,
For time is so fleeting, and cannot be recalled.
I reminisce often of the times we had together,
Yes we were such good friends and you made me laugh;
You talked of your dreams.It is a good thing to dream in daytime,
For life is full of dreams and we ought to make the most of life.
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