We spoke of olden days,
Those days a hundred years ago.
Those times we worked together,
And I drove her to work.
The memories recalled
Of people we knew,
Of times we laughed,
Of times we cried.
The friendship we have
Has never stopped,
Even though we now live far away,
Far away from each other.
But on this day
We met once more,
And we talked,
Talked of wondrous times.
We talked of my loved one,
Of my loved one passing,
The tears shone in her eyes,
As they did in mine,
But all was well
As we spoke of olden days,
Those days a hundred years ago.