People pass through ones life like sand passing through an hour glass

Some you bid their way, others you would like to stay

The friends you may see never, the friends who'd thoughts will be
with you for ever

There are the ones you think of a lot, there are the ones you forgot

The ones you did not get to know, you wonder if friendship and love
might grow

As the sand flows through the glass and time runs out I fear

I bid you good times ahead, just remember I will always be near
April 2002


note: We learn nothing from the things we know
John Cage

Thank you

It is to the poet a thing of awe that his story is true. Isak Dinesen