A good friend is travelling,
to a far away place.
Together with his companions,
they will see beautiful places.
So he tells me he will be gone,
and will miss my very birth day,
but I don't really care,
cuz he remembers that it's near.
He will be giving me a token,
a gift or a saying, but if only he knows,
that amongst all of them, a saying is
all I want, that says...
Happy birthday my dear friend,
forever, I will remember
that we had some good times.
Forever I'll remember, finding you again,
is a beautiful sign..
Your poem made me cry!!!...T
very nice V..keep up the nice work...h