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How many lives touch ours as we pass

travelling the highway of time?

Each crossroads some join us and others depart,

never again to entwine.

Yesterday our lives and theirs overlapped,

their influence affected us much,

the threads that once bound us, unravelled, undone,

today we all no longer touch.



School friends and lovers, workmates and pals

Have faded like mists in the morn

replaced by new faces and names once unknown,

contacts and friendships new born.

So many hellos, so many goodbyes,

each contact we make adds its bit.

There are those who accompany us a short way

And those who for years with us sit.



It is such a joy to encounter again

a person we knew long ago

to renew aquaintance and pick up the threads

of someone that we used to know.

But there are connections that never untie,

friends that remain such for life

laughing and sharing adventures and joys,

loving though pain and through strife.