Old Friend
Old Friend
It was good to catch up old friend
Sitting outside in the night
Drinking our beer
Smoking cigarettes
Told each other our plight
Our lament
Then went on to laugh
Fell into sync
Like we didn't miss a beat
No longer obsolete
True friends forever
That time cannot measure
Copyright © Margaret Remick | Year Posted 2019
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