Old Comrades Poem by Paul Warren

Old Comrades



We meet again at the old Police club rooms
And the years melt away so soon
Old stories are told and remembered again
As laughter rises out of old friends

Have you seen the one I worked with years ago
Saw them last week still the same you know
A shared meal together in such fun
Raise a drink together to health each one.

© Paul Warren Poetry

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Paul Warren

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ADELAIDE, SOUTH AUSTRALIA
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