In the quiet of the night,
When the stars are shining bright,
My thoughts turn to friends I miss,
Those whose absence brings a certain ache and bliss.
Their laughter and smiles I recall,
Memories that never truly stall,
The moments shared, the stories told,
All these memories, precious like gold.
Though miles apart, they still reside,
In the corners of my heart, never to hide,
I long to see them, to hear their voice,
And to catch up on all that we missed by choice.
Life moves on, and so do we,
But the memories we make will always be,
Reminders of a bond so pure and true,
A friendship that stands the test of time anew.
So here's to friends, both near and far,
Those who remain, and those who've gone afar,
May the memories we share never fade,
And may our friendship never be swayed.
©gopi kiran