In the quiet echoes of time’s embrace,
Old friends gather in the heart’s warm space.
Their laughter dances like sunlit streams,
Weaving through the tapestry of dreams.

Memories bloom like flowers of gold,
Stories of youth beautifully told.
Each moment cherished, never to fade,
A symphony of times together laid.

Through the years, paths may drift apart,
Yet bonds remain, beating in the heart.
In silence or in joyous reunion,
Old friends share an eternal communion.

As the stars grace the night with their light,
So do memories make our spirits bright.
In the canvas of life, richly designed,
Old friends and memories forever entwined.