My dear friend


With passing year,
As memories pile,
We will gradually let go
Of the harsher times,
With passing seasons
The moments will fade
The words will no longer
Be needed for what we say
As days slip into weeks
We will create new paths
To lead us back to each other
No matter how far we walk
As our friendship age like wine
We will experience the highs
That life offers , along the lows
We keep up our glittering shine. 
Blurred pics do not matter
Nor the treats and time you give,
What makes each day special
Is the freedom to be silly together. 

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