Asking Myself Why Comments
I sat down to write a letter
to an old friend of mine,
someone I had not seen
for thirty or forty years.
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The pious soul of the poet remembers the past and gets his eyes glazed with tears. Memories of the past reENACT and bring forth the past moments. I regret myself for forgetting my friends.Emotions of friendships linger long in my mind. Cheers!
As I become older, I often think of those I have known and lost touch with over the years and wonder how life has been for them.
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9/10/2025 4:52:23 PM # 1.0.0
very good question. I really like the content of this poem..Great! !