I remember old times
When many of you weren't born
I remember some of the times
When you'd never seen a dawn
I've travelled these wide lands
Time and time again
I've felt the warmth in the sun's kiss
And the gentle wet caress of rain
I've seen the sun over Ashtan
Mornings in Shallam
Evenings in Delos
Days when people knew what I am
I've drunk more tequila in CLI
That I think I want to forget
Lost more faces in memories
Than those friends who I've met
I loved so many people
Lost my heart and mind
But even more I miss the friends
Who have passed behind
Those friends who were there from the beginning
But linger here no more
Sometimes I think I happiness
Because there's pain in store
To those whom I hold dearest
Friends who I seldom see
Know that I care and miss you lots
And how you are all special to me

To forgotten friends.

Meli

Penned by my hand on the 4th of Khepary, in the year 106 MA.