In the stillness of the evening glow,
We gather stories, whispers of the past,
Old friends, like gentle shadows, show
The bonds that time cannot outlast.

Laughter echoes through the quiet night,
Memories woven with golden threads,
Each moment cherished in soft light,
A tapestry where nostalgia spreads.

The years may fade like autumn leaves,
But in our hearts, the warmth remains,
From silent walks to heartfelt eves,
In every joy and shared pains.

So here’s to the times that bind us tight,
To old friends and the paths we’ve trod,
In every whispered, starry night,
Our souls find peace in this shared nod.