childhood friends., friends, John 15:13. The Bible., Men in battle, Old and new., Pinterest photo- American heroes, Poetry by Yu/stan/kema., Tony Evans
I have grieved for old companions,
those I knew from years ago.
Steadfast friends who knew me well,
now lying under winter’s snow.
Those who fought with me in battle
And wept when men around us died.
Men who shared their inmost secrets
as we tried to stay alive.
Childhood friends, never forgotten,
often come across my mind.
Memories of peals of laughter
as we shared the things we’d find.
Now I am old and most are gone
to another place and time.
My new friends hardly know me,
and I have mountains to climb.