Remember

Late at night, I'm awaken still and thinking.. About all those glorious days with you, my beloved friends. Here I cry this lullaby for you...

As I sit alone with the warm sun on my back, I realize something’s missing, a part of me which lacks.

Could it be the trees, Reaching for the sky? Or could it be the children, walking home, who pass me by?

Perhaps, I miss the birds, chirping sweetly above my head?
All I feel is restlessness, a part of me is dead.

I know now what it is.
Now I realize what is wrong.
It’s the feeling, they call solitude, all my friends are gone.

Of course I know, that as we grow, we have to make our way, we all must plot a different course,
To go by everyday.

I always thought my friendships, would be round, just like the moon
But you see, I am not ready for it all to end so soon.

I miss their happy laughter, floating on the wind.
I miss the many secrets, that circulate within.

The only way to keep, our friendships woven tight, is to keep in contact always,
And then we’ll be alright! 

With all of my heart, I miss y'all.