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It’s at times like this, when I lookout of my window at dusk and observe the fading light and I think of my friends, not the fair-weather types, but those I’ve grown to know and love in an off the scale level.

Not materialistic types hung up on labels and rubbish, but people that love life and respect people just for being ‘them’.

I just can’t put my finger on it and I’m not articulate enough to encapsulate it in a two dimensional text.

Just to say I’m blessed with them in my life.

My retirement seems so long away, and one day my ship will come in when I don’t have to leave them behind.

I miss them heaps and heaps and although with modern technology, they seem so very very far away and I miss them so.

I miss there hugs, I miss their smiles, I miss them just being around, they give me something that eludes my life over here across the great divide.

One day guys, one day guys, we’ll never ever have to say goodbye again.

There can never ever be a a good and a bye in the same sentance , there is no good bye.

And to one extra special person, I hope our lives grow together, fuller and richer .

I miss you , more than you can imagine or are willing to accept

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