Moving On
The miles can never separate,
The hearts of friends held dear,
Nor can they sever bonds of love,
That bind them ever near;
And as the sands of time pass by,
And memories seem to fade,
The visions of a dear one's face,
The years will ne'er erase;
And though it seems so long ago,
That we could laugh and talk,
A time will come when Golden Streets,
Together we will walk.
Judy Ball
Copyright © Judy Ball | Year Posted 2011
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