Do you wonder what the morrow brings
Besides the tunes that each songbird sings
What would it be like without that song
Perhaps a place one shouldn’t belong ?
Some pleasant words or a grateful chat
We’d speak about either this or that
And turn away with a smile or two
While friendship’s shared between me and you.
Oh how I yearn for the days long gone
When friends were those you might count upon
Life used to be full of many dreams
But the magic’s gone or so it seems !
Claire V. Bogdanos 