But Not For Want Of Trying

My friend of the exuberant
Far ranging converse gone,
The over the front hedge
Meaningful long chats gone,
The stop and talk when we met
So very cruelly suddenly gone.
I feel so very deeply for
His beloved family and wife
And for the great big hole
He’s left in my own life.
No more anecdotes to be shared
No more speaking face to face
My world now somewhat shrunken
A much less satisfying place.
Stood by the hedge to remember
With closed eyes to easily recall
Those pleasant easy hours
When we never quite said it all.
I’ll remember with joy 
Those memories I have
Of every single chat, regret
All those we’d yet to have.
Never  quite  changing the world
But not for want of trying
Yes, we never  changed the world
But it was not for want of trying.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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November 30, 2025 at 11:28 AM
Such good intentions to fix the world's problems are uttered "over the hedge". Such truth in your words dear Terry as you lament over a lost friend. I am sure its relatable to most of us, certainly it is with me. You have a gift for reaching out with candor sprinkled with an appropriate measure of humour, I will always enjoy your poetry even when I dont have the time to comment, Please know it is always read and enjoyed,
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December 5, 2025 at 12:59 AM
Have been asked to read it at the funeral whuch is this coming Thursday. Bit aweinspiring Thanks for your suppport Wen
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