Poezja

Here's to you, my dear old friend!
To days we thought would never end!
To times we spent here in the fall
To things we'd never done at all...
And here's to Nights we'd spend together
And all we'd thought would last forever
And here's to summers with no end
And all for you, my dear old friend.
Here's to all we've done and seen
And here's to all that might have been
And here's to us, here's to an end
Here's for what lies 'round the bend.