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Remembering days that were happy times.
Days spent with friends on a raft on the Chattahoochee
A cold one and a fat one weren't on heard of.
Smiles and laughter.
Commoradary among friends.
Friends we trusted.
Friends that it was never said, but we loved.
Those friends that had your back when push came to shove...
No matter if you were right or wrong.
They were always there... Always
Now I see these same old friends.
I'm sure deep down that were all sisters and brothers of a lost time
Caught in the ways of the world
Caught in life and it's strange unfair twist it pulled on US.
It's up to our children, our grand children now.
May God be with them.