When the Gift of Friends

Are easy to be found

The Joyous of Laughter is heard

Don’t say Good Bye

When the summer hot days

Are over and the cool days of

Fall is up on us

And as the leaves change from green

To Golden Brown

Don’t say Good Bye

When the cold day of winter sweep the

Harsh days of December

And the Ground is covered by a

Blanket of white snow

Don’t Say Good Bye

When the days of Spring

Are long to be seen

And the Birds of the air

Are hard to be found

Don’t say Good bye

Deep within this Flesh and Bone

And The Beating of the Heart

Lays memories of your friendship

That will never go away

Don’t say Good bye

Copyright ©2011 September By: Richard J. Swartz

Nobody is Ever Really Gone Until There Forgotten