Old Friends
Today I cried
as I said goodbye
to my old friends
No bells, no trumpets
just the soft whisper
of the morning breeze
a gentle hand to soothe the sorrow
The pastures are now silent
no hoof beats, no neighs
just rays of sun on waves of green
an empty nest is all that remains
Memories abound
the ups and the downs
of full lives lived
from youngster to oldster
We all move on in our own journeys
connected and intertwined
in mysterious ways we share our time
and for that our lives are forever richer
Live on you will
in the hearts of many
gone maybe, but still with me
forgotten you will never be
Today I cried
as I said goodbye
to my old friends
