-- AULD LANG SYNE --

John Herlihy

Sad days often occur when we sit and pine,

Softly humming the melody auld lang syne.

Sweet touch of silent nights, days long ago,

Days of future past that we never did know.

Such memories that should never be forgot,

Notable events of destiny that fell to our lot.

To all those friends passed on, we bid farewell,

How much we missed them, we do never tell.

As they lived, we never rightly thought upon,

To be memories of regret, now they are gone.

Past joys of my life fall into once upon a time,

There to live on eternal as a memory sublime.

Sad days do still occur when we sit and pine,

Those softly sweet melodies of auld lang syne.

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(c) John Herlihy 10 November 2020