Classic Poem

Remembering friends of the not long ago,
Their laughter a gay bubbling song.
The whispering of secrets, the rapture of show.
The mounting of spirits lit the peak aglow
And lifted the heart up along

The forgetting of wrong in a moment of joy,
Quite erased the hurt and the scar,
With music of kindness and naught to annoy,
And gold of the friendship refusing alloy.
Thus comrades in their happiness are.