Reflecting through the memories of my past
Moments lost in time but the memories still last
A dear friend from my youth that I seldom see
Yet a kinship between us, there will always be
He journeys to places that I have never been
Guided by the voice that speaks in the wind
A free spirit indeed and a true mountain man
The kinship between us, only we understand
We walked the same trail but it came to an end
Many miles between us, but I still call him friend
The wind blows between us and we each hear a voice
Yet the paths we now travel is of our own choice
Reflecting through the memories of my past
Moments lost in time but the memories still last
A dear friend through this life that I seldom see
I'll save a seat in heaven, so he can sit by me
SLM
Birth sign: Libra
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