Long lost friend

 In the hush of dawn, where the river breathes,

And the fan hums soft like whispered leaves,

There sits a soul with stories deep,

Who walks with peace while others sleep.

Cats at rest, the duck nearby,

The forest listens, the birds don’t lie.

Time moves slow where hearts are kind,

And memory lives not just in mind.

Bro, you are the morning light—

Quiet, steady, calmly bright.

A friend unseen but always near,

In every verse, I hold you dear.