Friends
In the blues with my shoes on ready to leaveWish I could take you'll along and brush the sadness off my sleeve...
The experience of true friendship was always in my dreams
But when they turn into reality how ironic it seems...
In the drunk madness of finding the meaning of forever
We must try to cherish the shared stupendous moments which was truly a wonder...
Here comes the moment when we all have graduated and fly like birds
In this triumph of glory with our friendship we all have completed the crosswords..
Good Luck to all my FRIENDS !
Ray Gonsalves
Poetry by Ray Gonsalves
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Written on 2009-03-29 at 21:17
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