Colleagues

Work with people years and years
And somehow there’s a bond,
Especially if they’re folks of whom
You’re very, very fond.

You may not see them often
Yet it’s certain when you do,
There’ll be mucho reminiscing
And a lot of fat to chew.

But the best part will be laughter
And a warmth from deep inside
For experiences shared can trump
What time tries to divide.

So the past becomes the present
And you’re unified and young
When you raise a toast with colleagues
Whom you’re thrilled to be among.