Drops of joy form these tears, comforting words blanket fears.
The life we know must now shift, as it passes I'm left to drift.
I do not float silent and alone, there are many friendships I have sown.
I see a wave moving fast, I pray that it will go right past,
because I fear it's awesome might, I cannot move or take flight.
I hold fast to what I've sown, remembering how far we've grown,
and as we are pushed away, I know that there will come a day,
when we enjoy newer things, and anticipate what tomorrow brings.
The shore is now in sight, I can see it from the pale moon light,
and on its beach we all will stand, embracing each other on dry land.
Let us now not be sad, for time that we could not add,
smiling on our adventures past, and enjoying what will always last.
Here's to my great friends, remembering what never ends!
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