(a repost from 2012)
On this night of New Year's Eve,
I do much very much believe
that we should try to make amends
and call to mind our absent friends.
A year has past and all the while
they stood with us in times of trial
and joy for what fortune sends
even though they be absent friends.
Yet pulled and torn from one another,
though loved as dear as sister, brother.
The bonds we make, life often rends,
and fills our lives with absent friends.
But friends, though distant, are always near
they live in minds and hearts most dear
in deeper ways than man comprehends
So raise a glass to our absent friends.
-WL GRAYSON
I do much very much believe
that we should try to make amends
and call to mind our absent friends.
A year has past and all the while
they stood with us in times of trial
and joy for what fortune sends
even though they be absent friends.
Yet pulled and torn from one another,
though loved as dear as sister, brother.
The bonds we make, life often rends,
and fills our lives with absent friends.
But friends, though distant, are always near
they live in minds and hearts most dear
in deeper ways than man comprehends
So raise a glass to our absent friends.
-WL GRAYSON
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