My Friend
- Beginning
We were delighted,
At becoming best of friends…
Care free in our youth.
- Growing up
I didn’t know it but,
we were like leaves on the wind…
I surely missed you.
- Gone
In the dead of night,
The familiarity…
Is what I miss most.
- Return
It’s been a long time,
Since I’ve seen you ’round the block…
No need to explain.
...(Summer, Fall, Winter, Spring)
Copyright © Brendan Hardy | Year Posted 2008
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