To My Friend The Brit

Eyes closed shut on a cold dreary night;

To dream of things far far away.

Imagining sounds of insatiable laughter;

That I hope we’ll be sharing one day.

Glasses raised for a toast, as we cuddle at last;

Sharing stories as though we’re old friends.

For now it’s a dream but some day it will be;

Happy Friday and cheers until then.

 

 

 

 

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