Reminiscence

Friend, dear companion,
Wherefore art thou?
Thou art one among a million,
So, wherefore art thou?

Doth thou still remember,
Our final days in November?
Now, thou cannot be seen,
Wherefore hath thou been?

Brethren, brethren, do return,
Do not let our friendship overturn,
Thou art someone special to me,
And I hope the same to thee.

Thy faces in my memory,
Art appearing in my reverie,
Though touch we could not,
Speak, a method we sought.

Doth thou knowst,
I recall days oldst?
Anon, I am coming!
We shall be meeting.