In the quiet corners of our minds,
Old friends linger, their laughter echoes,
Memories woven like golden threads,
Binding hearts across the years.
Through the seasons of life’s dance,
Faces change, yet bonds remain,
Timeless tales, whispered softly,
In the language of shared dreams.
Paths may wander, miles apart,
Yet old friends are never far,
Their spirits walk beside us,
In every step we take.
As twilight falls, they reappear,
In the warmth of a familiar smile,
Reminding us of who we are,
Anchored in the past’s embrace.