in sorrow
they fade
those old friends
of mine
into the mist
of receding time
and I here stranded
in the present
straining to see
their faces
aching to hear
their voices
before I too
fade away
lost to those
I leave behind
Through the view point of camera...
L'essenziale è invisibile e agli occhi e al cuore. Beccarlo è pura questione di culo
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Leonard Durso 
I like this Leonard – and also the one that fills it. They are clearly a pit, delicately drawn and faintly, perhaps stoically, melancholic. This one I suspect is your own – and very nicely done.
Yes, that one is mine. And thank you, John for the kind words.
Oh, how I feel that fading!
We’re at that age, aren’t we?
Alas.