The Games We Played

There were shadowy days in my first seven years, but you were there,
and it was sunny then.
The next seven brought many tears, and in three more,
you were back again.

And so for a while we had our days,
where we reveled in the games we played.
I know you now as more than friend.
Who could have known when that would end.

Ten years this week. It seems so fast.
Which goes to show that nothing lasts.
You'll not be back, but it's ok.
I still revel in the games we played.