mhauck (02/25/83)
Now The day is new and I live I see a friend far away And yet I still know this friend We have touched in a different time As friends, not lovers. We opened each others hearts Freed the spirit to grow And what was said was said For each to know the other cared But not lovers. Why not walk with a friend? I see him ahead what looks far Yet he is next to me also I remember the days long ago We were never lovers. Do I regret this? No. We were to truthfull Knew to much of each other And this was what we wanted Not to be lovers. 2/25/83 To Tom, a friend who made my wedding fun. Mary Hauck