Colleagues

Work with people years and years And somehow there’s a bond, Especially if they’re folks of whom You’re very, very fond. You may not see them often Yet it’s certain when you do, There’ll be mucho reminiscing And a lot of fat to chew. But the best part will be laughter And a warmth from deep inside For experiences shared can trump What time tries to divide. So the past becomes the present And you’re unified and young When you raise a toast with colleagues Whom you’re thrilled to be among.