Friends
Memories so fondly savored
Sad times forgotten in the race
Closely holding moments favored
That were once so common place
Whisper thrills swift fingered riffs
Linger ghosting in my mind
Soft melodic intermingles
Nostalgic stroking intertwined
Sweet bravado overcomes us
Leaning in to touching minds
Words aflow in rushing reason
Like leaves within their blushing season
While harvest time unwinds
Thus we try to stem the flow
Holding to each other so
Singing softly as we go
Of times too long ago
(friend wrote a melody....this is a too trite try at words)
Copyright © Donald Meikle | Year Posted 2006
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