Eight Years Gone By
Dear friend it’s been eight years since you left the world, but it seems that you have only just left yesterday. Oh, the things I still want to tell you but then again, I’m sure your other family and friends have things to say to you too. Maybe some will be good maybe some will be bad. All I know it’s things that you should be here for. Again, it still doesn’t feel like something actually happen unless I tell you about it. But you would just say “I already know that.” With that same smirk on your face, you have had since first grade. I do have to blame you for giving me a kick in the pants to get me to write. I’m sure you just laughed at that in the only way you could to make others join in. Friend, you have stayed with me even though you have left the world. You are immortalized in the poems I have written for you and the characters in the stories. Maybe the next character I create for you will have your bowel hair cut with the blond dye job. Perhaps give the character your smirk as well then again, the last character did have your good heart. One thing for sure no matter how many characters I create for you they won’t ever compare to who you were in life. I just hope when we meet again one day we’ll be able to catch up on all the things of years gone by. The first round of sodas are on me if you get the first round of pool. See you at the little store in the next life.
Love,
Jess’
Copyright © Jesse Mcdonald | Year Posted 2024
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