Golden Years
A tribute in our golden years,
As I recollect, no poignant tears,
I glimpsed him in my peripheral vision,
By now, we're both older editions,
A friend of a friend of a friend,
Floating away like golden pollen,
I trust my thoughts to him do wend,
That was once a quote, I sigh,
"I did but see him passing by,"
Crying and weeping are not for me,
Glancing at such distant memories,
Yes, a friend of a friend of a friend,
Floated away like stardust pollen,
As I reminisce, such a dear,
A tribute in our golden years.
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