To My Chum Amos
Out of sight and ought of mind is a philosophy vain,
It holds not a bit between friends of standing;
(Not even between enemies, again!)
The more time takes you from sight,
Much more your thoughts arrest my mental train;
And I can’t help but pen this rhyme,
To treat the wound wreaked by time.
Till again we meet these two observe:
Remember your Savior upon the Calvary tree,
And the others a kind request of love,
That you please pray for me!
Copyright © Hannington Mumo | Year Posted 2011
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