Here's a poem by William Shakespeare dedicated to some special friends, especialls my BFFs. Love you all.
'When to the session of sweet silent thought
I summon up remembrance of things past,
I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought,
And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste:
Then can I drown an eye, unused to flow,
For precious friends hid in death's dateless night,
And weep afresh love's long since cancelled woe,
And moan the expense of many a vanished sight:
Then can I grieve at grievances foregone,
And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er
The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan,
Which I new pay as if not paid before.
But if the while I think on thee, dear friend,
All losses are restored and sorrows end.'
To - Aditya, Princy, Jayashree, Isha, Komal, Vaibhav, Rohit, Jatin, Anadi sir, Saurabh sir, Pawan sir, Santnu sir, and everyone else who has ever been a reason for my smile!!
'When to the session of sweet silent thought
I summon up remembrance of things past,
I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought,
And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste:
Then can I drown an eye, unused to flow,
For precious friends hid in death's dateless night,
And weep afresh love's long since cancelled woe,
And moan the expense of many a vanished sight:
Then can I grieve at grievances foregone,
And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er
The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan,
Which I new pay as if not paid before.
But if the while I think on thee, dear friend,
All losses are restored and sorrows end.'
To - Aditya, Princy, Jayashree, Isha, Komal, Vaibhav, Rohit, Jatin, Anadi sir, Saurabh sir, Pawan sir, Santnu sir, and everyone else who has ever been a reason for my smile!!
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