Sonnet 03/11/07 On Mudcat MLXV To absent friends and lost loves let us drink, Recalling smiles and times that all once shared. On those no longer near let us now think, To bring back reasons that for them we cared. Some are not here, yet still remain, within The songs and words they left behind. And some Are in our souls, when hopes or dreams begin: A part of what each of us have become. To those apart let us now raise a glass And take a moment to give thanks for all That we from others have ourselves received. The world's a school, and our lives just a class In playing well with others. Can we call It more? Are we by our egos deceived?
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