Old Friends.

Friends are like silver
old friends are like gold
however, sometimes
friendships run cold

time waits for no man
and no friendship too
as time passes by
grow rusty, friendships do

the feeling of loss
and emptiness burns inside
but time forces one to move on
and we are pushed forward by its tide

however, as paths cross
and one meets an old friend once more
one finds a new adventure waiting
and opens the waiting door

meeting an old friend
and seeing a familiar smile
lifts one's spirit up again
and makes the journey worthwhile

catching up with an old friend
and sharing joy and pain
removing the cobwebs
and rediscovering the friendship again

even as time passes
and once again friends must part
but deep inside the friendship burns strong
in a little corner of one's heart

one does not lose friends;
we merely walk away
somehow, somewhere
old friends will meet up again and smile..

someday.