Old Friendships

Old Friendships are such precious things,

Time flies so quickly past.

Memories, like golden strings,

Are all that bind them fast. 

So take the time, old friends to see

To chat with them awhile,

Over a cup of fragrant tea,

Such things make life worth-while. 

By Gwen Strasman (1883-1955)

(My Paternal Great Grandmother)

She wrote this lovely poem in Vancouver, BC