Three close friends

We’ve met today

After a long and troubled break

Two mates were with me

We’d go to beach

And sat on wooden bench

We drank some beer

Three spirits, also fag

We talked a lot

We had to tell, discuss

And make conclusions

About present and a common past

I see this day as a reunion

We have become a bit

Well… Older, wiser…

We gazed at the forthcoming sunset

Our heads were up

Old friends shall never lose their friendship ties

It is a difficult and sometimes unexpectedly unreal task

But still, it’s better

Then only talk by using only phone…


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s