Lost Friendship

I think so often of our past, Of how much time had drawn us near; I would have never thought I’d hear That our close friendship would not last. The dreary autumn rain was falling That fateful day, when we first met. Who would have known your heart was set To disobey my strongest calling? We were each other’s secret then; To us, the world was dead and hollow. And there was never any sorrow, Nor any sign it would all end. So many years have since elapsed! You are now happy with another, But I still won’t forget, but rather Recall the beauty of our past. Find my poems and published poetry volumes at www.eton-langford.com