Lately word's been coming back to me
there's a few I will no longer see
their faces will be seen no more along the road
there'll be a few less hands to hold
but for the ones who's journeys ended
tho they started so much the same
In the hearts of those befriended
burns a candle with a siver flame
Remember old friends we've made along the way
the gifts they've given stay with us every day
"
"Old Friends" Mary McCaslin