As we both drifted
        aimlessly through life,
Our lives drifted
        together,
        touching,
For a short while.

We drifted on.
And without strategy or reason,
        the currents carried us
        in different directions.

Still,
        on occasion,
        we come together.
To remember yesterday.
To cherish today.
To sing of friendship.

You were my friend then,
        as you are my friend now.
Our lives have drifted
        apart.
But, oh,
        how I look forward
        to seeing you again.

– Tim Brooks