In the quiet corners of our hearts, they dwell,
Old friends whose laughter rings like a bell.
Through time’s embrace and memory’s call,
Their presence lingers, a gentle thrall.

Paths diverged yet souls remain entwined,
In stories shared and moments redefined.
Echoes of youth in every shared glance,
Old friends, together in timeless dance.

Seasons shift and days swiftly fade,
Yet the warmth of old friendships never decayed.
In silence or in the joy of shared words,
Their essence sings like free-flying birds.

Through the tapestry of life, woven tight,
Old friends are stars in the endless night.
Guiding us through darkness and delight,
Their bond, a beacon of eternal light.