Remember the good times we say
The laughter and the fellowship stay
When we gathered together at a meal or barbecue
And the stories we would tell grew
Each one of us a part of the hilarity
A joke or a story is needed you see.
For the ones who were part of us all
Have left and answered death's call
We remember them with their smile
Memories of those days gained a mile
And what is left of those days together
We remember the good times like no other.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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