Reminiscence 2025
When our hopes and dreams grow faded
And we miss the friends who cared,
And old times are consecrated
When streets we've tread so long ago
Come back to haunt our dreams,
And we treasure those we used to know
And conjure up old schemes.
When convictions cause a falling out
with those we've long held dear,
And truth and justice bid us part
To keep our conscience clear.
When old associates fill our heart
And refresh our weary mind
And we feel as one, though miles apart
And old woes wax sublime.
When our flesh at best contains us
And we're far from hearth and friend
May fond memories then sustain us
Till we meet at last again.
Shannon Thomas Casebeer
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