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Once more, old friend
May we come to the table –
While we’re still able.
So much stream of life
Has passed us by,
Thank heaven –
We can yet laugh, or cry!
So long have we faced
Each other, in gain –
And in loss, Afore
Turning away now;
To seek our separate interests
Alone.
Then, as time will allow,
Should we not again
Hitch the heart’s plough
And ride that brief path
To the common table,
While we are able
In experiencing genuine
Agape, I mean,
Love!