Sitting out here, I’m feeling so lonely
All my friends have gone a thousand miles away
Though the doors of life opened for us – together
Why does my step have to stagger at the very outset – today
I still remember the times we used to have
The frolic in the morning and the ten miles that we ran
But all too soon the time had come to say goodbye
As into this world we marched to the Auld Lang Syne
Nothing lasts forever. Good things must come to an end. Remembering the days of being with comrades and running together must have been very rewarding. Thanks for the memories. Enjoyed your write. Please read my poem Salute to Soldiers.
A nice write for all the lads.this is one special memory you will always look back on.
nice 1..its natural that each and every person miss their old days a lot...this poem reminded some of my old memo.... :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I liked this because I could identify and relate; not everyone, as you know, has that commonality. It may be that there's room for expansion to the point of doubling content.