Rushed working days, seldom pausing
Social weekends, often exhausting
Enforced breaks, appear daunting

Quiet evenings, can be restful
Meeting with friends, drinks plentiful
Pretentious pubs, frequently dull

Family call, lengthy questions
A home cooked meal, same conversations
After dinner, lost intentions

Reflecting on days gone by
Tears well up but you never cry
Moments of joy held out of time

A fear creeps into your eye
Did you ever say that goodbye
Regret without reason or rhyme

Smiles from a previous high
Words shared under a cloudy sky
Precious gems found amongst the grime

A smile, a sigh, a look
Displayed like an open book
A tale that should never end
Goodbye my dear old friend

The story began so well
But then the hero fell
The battle is not yet lost
But how dear was the cost

Others continue the fight
But I see the end in sight
Only one of us passed
Yet all lights are fading fast