A True Poet Never Forgotten

You wrote lines placing them in my memory, Your life cut short was a tragedy, Lips with words of comedy, With love and true harmony, Your wings had fallen yet you were, A king, I had become your little wing, Words never forgotten. My friend my worrier of wings. I will never forget your kindness, That, I will truly miss each day. One day we shall meet again As you once called me your little wing, There is no rhyme for W.W. So, I will say goodbye and forever miss you. My Friend, My Winged Worrier These words are empty without you! I will always be beside you. Until we meet again. My poetry Friend