My Friend Shirlene
Since the year of our first greeting
The time has slowly whispered by.
Now once again old friends are meeting
No need to lament or question why.
God saw a void where once you dwelt
Knowing a circle had been long broken.
He restored the kinship that once I felt
A friendship much more than just token.
In a God swept area of a fragile heart
Is a compartment reserved and true.
God readied this special place at the start
When he gave me a burden for you.
Others cannot visit this location or rend
For I alone, am privileged to free tours.
It allows me to call you my best friend
Without your having to call me yours.
Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2008
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