Our Adieu

When the golden threads upon your head Slowly turned to silver The years of each of us ambling by As the unending course of a river I wondered about you my friend Hoping all was well your way And that perhaps in a future time I would see you one fine day Then there you were before my eyes With delight I took you in So many questions so little time Unsure as how to begin I mumbled words as my mind set in stone Each line of your beloved face Not knowing my friend if and when You'll return in this time and space Perhaps I pray a future time A time of idealic charm Where no one will ever say goodbye And none will suffer harm The comfort I have come to know And understand as you I miss I can love you an ocean away Necessity has shown me this