Intro 1: To Rhonda

Ever missed are friends
Whenever they have left us,
Emptiness remains.

If Spring, or Winter,
They, into our lives, have come;
Whether far away,

Very close at hand,
Or in person, never met,
We still will miss them.

So many have gone;
Some, so very long ago.
I wished their safety;

Drank to their success;
But keep, so very deeply,
My wish to see them.

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