Faces and Places

Old Friends, New Places
Old Grounds, New Faces
some will stop and some will go.
Some you never get to know.
Time is like your enemy.
Take it slowly..
watch it leave.
Maybe we will meet again.
Some where new, still old friends.
As the wind blows us away.
Face in memory still remains.
How much do we really know.
Who in time we watch grow old.
I hope as days pass into years.
Familiarity always appears.
old friends, new places.
old grounds, new faces.