Our paths so long together twined
Must now go differently,
And you, my friend, will soon depart
To move away from me

The souvenirs of friendship
That I keep within my heart
Will serve to join us still as friends
Through we may be apart.

These souvenirs are treasures rare -
A sprightly gay hello,
A simple chat, a quiet walk,
A wave across the way.

These souvenirs will be with me
To strengthen and to cheer,
To let me know that we are friends,
Although we are not near.

Craig E. Sathoff

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