Remembering old days
by Mousa Feery
The friend's taken the initiative to call
It happens as a surprise not in spring nor fall
Nostalgia is for colleagues, friends and all
Those I miss after years rolling like a ball
Thank you for remembering an old friend
To hear your voice is a blessing with no end
And this gives me pleasure and makes me send
Salutations to the dear ones on the gentle wind
Friends always yearn for old days though few
Their everlasting relation is as tender as dew
Every now and then they make our life anew
Never forget a friend; respect for him is due