Brotherhood

In the glow of the hanging lamps,
Four friends gather, sharing laughs,
At a table where memories are made,
A bond that time won't fade.

It's the brotherhood we share,
Through the good times and the wear,
Raising glasses, making toasts,
To the friendship we value most.

In this dimly lit rendezvous,
Art adorns the walls, forever true,
Conversations flow like wine,
In this moment, everything's fine.

It's the brotherhood we share,
Through the good times and the wear,
Raising glasses, making toasts,
To the friendship we value most.

Years may pass, and lives may change,
But these bonds remain, unwavering and brave,
A sanctuary found in familiar faces,
No matter the time or different places.

It's the brotherhood we share,
Through the good times and the wear,
Raising glasses, making toasts,
To the friendship we value most.

In the warmth of this embrace,
We'll cherish these moments, this sacred space,
A toast to the brotherhood, forever and always,
United by laughter, love, and better days.