We met in the garden, we met once again
Our lives are differ but friendship remains
Caught up in minutes over things done in years
About roads travelled and our bumpy careers
We are people that have moved in different directions
Brought together with joyous affection
Over lunch we talked about memories passed
As over our shoulders are cares are cast
This is how I remembered my friends of yesterday
Changed very little, except in the family way
They are the continual links in my life chain
Until we meet in the garden, and meet once again
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