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'60s friends in their 60s
Years have passed, fifty, sixty,
We're losing memory & count.
Life's table still holds a feast
Of good old friends leaping to
Familiar recognition. Time,
Kind host, treats us to salad years,
Hot soups, a kingly spread of
Dishes, filling tummy nights &
Days. But leaving scant space
For dessert, no, not now please,
Nor later too in the lively nights.
We'll pass on dessert till next time.
© Sanjib Basu
We're losing memory & count.
Life's table still holds a feast
Of good old friends leaping to
Familiar recognition. Time,
Kind host, treats us to salad years,
Hot soups, a kingly spread of
Dishes, filling tummy nights &
Days. But leaving scant space
For dessert, no, not now please,
Nor later too in the lively nights.
We'll pass on dessert till next time.
© Sanjib Basu
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