09-06-2022, 10:24 AM
My friend, your face
My friend, your face
grows dearer the farther
you go away from me.
Awash in the sea
are all our days
together
for futurity,
yet the thought of your eyes
fills me with gladness,
and the garden of youth
still grows memories
of the things that you were,
whatever you be.
My friend, your face
grows dearer the farther
you go away from me.
Awash in the sea
are all our days
together
for futurity,
yet the thought of your eyes
fills me with gladness,
and the garden of youth
still grows memories
of the things that you were,
whatever you be.