Get Your Premium Membership

A fence and an unforgettable memory

2024.5.26 Sunday, My house was broke in. The next day, you messaged me "Good morning". Two hours later, I explained about the robbery. "Invaded?? i went past and saw The police van this morning. I was a bit worried that Something might have happened." From that day, every evening, You came to my place and stay till quite late. You made sure I was protected, Until the back fence was repaired. For a continuous of six weeks, Every Saturday, you came to carry out a project, "Putting lipstick on the pig" You were quite sick of doing it, But little you know, how I loved seeing you. Yes, I needed your help, But I needed your companionship too. Our friendship grew bigger and better. We had so many things in common except travelling. We shared the same passion. You kept on encouraging me To get a piano or a keyboard at least. You told me you had three, One with the weighed keys. I learned that your first instrument was a drum set. When the project finally completed. We shared music, songs and movies. You were very gentleman, Not once, you had tried taking advantage of me. For that, I respected you most. The most intimate time, Was you put out your arm, To help me getting down the steps. Such fond memories like that, How could I forget? BB, I treasure your friendship, How bitter sweet, short and brief, Every day I pray, you are happy and healthy. Thank you for bringing out the best in me. You inspired me to write poems Keep my diary in poetry form, Did I do the same to you? Have I made any possitive influent on you? Today, Friday, 2025.05.30, One year and five days later. I still remembered how it was. BB, thank you for installing The communication Apps XMPP. Helped keeping records of our days. At least for me as my diary.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2025




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.


Book: Reflection on the Important Things