Days of friendship still lingering in heart
I am pleased to meet my friend's friend
In the morning telling me about our friend
And the best things that have happened!
Living in one place we are unable to meet
As was in the past, when we roamed about
The French town visiting coffee house and
Beach near the central park often then....!
Now family matters occupying everyone
And looking after the grown up children's
Families with children take a lion's share
And we are helpless to think of our friendship!
But the days of friendship how can anyone
Forget whether young or old or deserted...?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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