| To Biki Time has passed since first we met Like flowing river of unknown depth On the banks sometimes we stood To catch our breath as good friends should To hold poetic hands beneath the sun Join creative minds, procreate as one These special times I shan't forget In annals of history, firmly set You probed my thoughts, licked with applause Moments when I felt like a lost cause Massaged my doubts on the high ground I thank you for your friendship sound On foggy windows let me softly trace "Happy Birthday Terry" with warm embrace Love from ThunderStorm |
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