• I sit here on the shore
    of an old forgotten beach
    I dream of days of old
    and the lessons they did teach
    They taught of things to come
    they remembered things of past
    They taught of friendships new and old
    and of how to make them last
    You hold a friend close
    tell them of all your dreams
    You never take them for granted
    for life is never what it seems
    If you do these things
    A friend forever will be
    I see that friend in you
    forever you and me.