From long ago, a friend is gone.
His quiet life, not meant to last.
Today I said a silent good-bye,
He was loved, now a piece of my past.
Thursday, May 28, 2009
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From long ago, a friend is gone.
His quiet life, not meant to last.
Today I said a silent good-bye,
He was loved, now a piece of my past.
Posted by Rebecca 1 comments
When you look back on your life, it looks as though it were a plot, but when you are into it, it's a mess: just one surprise after another. Then, later, you see it was perfect.
Schopenhauer