The missing of our friends
we love to meet there,
the jokes, the pranks and laughter
that we all share late into the evening
when the day was long gone.
But soon we’ll be open again
and we’ll greet each other
again with open arms
for another year of happiness
and forgetting all our pain.
12 October 2014
(Author’s note:
This poem is a personal reflection of my own life.)
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