The summers over old friends have moved on
They’ve found new places to carry on,
The falls wind will bring new change,
To bring new perspectives and to rearrange.
The winter season will draw them near
But only for a short while dear,
Then forward again to their new live,
Some finding husbands, mates, or wives.
Sometimes it’s hard to let go of the past
When people believe it will always last.
Maybe in spring you will meet for a day,
Talk of old times the quietly slip away.
No matter how much time passes through the years
Or how much the seasons change,
You’ll always have your memories,
To bring you back again….
This poem was written/submitted by Judy Strelek.Email This Poem To Your Friend