A Birthday prose
I remember well, our meeting in the park,
You were lost, and it was getting dark,
I abandoned my bike to take Bente and you,
To a Norwegian bar where our friendship grew,
You looked for me after that day,
I found you both in Vallhalla they say,
We drank and sung and danced that night,
And in the morning when it was light,
It was time to go, to part my dear,
The pain was great the sorrow long,
Meeting you has made me strong,
Enjoy your day you have enriched my life,
Drink, sing and dance,
For in Vallhalla we may meet again by chance.
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Posted: Dec 2014
About this poem:
A Birthday message to know I remember
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Rob