Years slip by on deft and silent footsteps,
And as in times of laughter among friends,
So too in times of quiet retrospect
Does the song of your sweet voice resonate
Outward, starting from the depths of my heart,
Then reaching the lofty sanctum of thought
Shaken are the stalwart walls of reason,
Rationality stems emotion's tide,
And pangs of nostalgia overwhelming,
Reminders of your presence, lay behind

S.R.