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Letter of Reminiscence

We started out together, dear Friend Hours on wearied knees we’d spend ‘til from hour glass more time we’d lend But now I wander, what might have happened? According to you, it seems late for your soul to mend For your heart once golden has hardened Ice cold and immeasurably distant No trace of the longing cry once penitent Tears of compassion in your eyes no longer evident Instead defeat beams from them ever so fervent Clearly, frivolity has replaced the prominent And Darkness stolen your zeal once excellent Though you need a good and hard smite The kind that will wipe from your heart the spite And reiterate strongly that despite The acute fangs of Life that mercilessly bite Your good deeds I can truly by heart cite Believe Me, beloved friend, I didn’t write For the reason of giving you a fright Nor to remind you of your dimmed sight We both know in you the keen knight One who didn’t erase from his heart the fight Still yearning to win the good fight by My might One who has the potential to end it right The unwavering faith I saw once in you I now reciprocated to one once true This time to accept My hand is your cue Knowing Me will never be to you rue For allowing our paths to cross no one can sue Seeing that it was a genuine plan I had all through You were faithful through the eve of dew And didn’t stumble either in the morning new You stood up undivided amongst a few Time and again stumbling blocks you overthrew ‘twas Life who heartlessly your tender heart did chew And out from its mouth it went as meaningless spew But I have a final attempt, oh, My unforgettable blast For you are not destined to be a thing of the past But to serve Me wholeheartedly— with all your last Please grab onto My panting hand real fast For in vain we cannot your efforts away cast Choose to again be from the world a great contrast For Heaven is missing one with your immense zest Oh special friend, in you I still have interest I beg, do it for old time’s sake at best Or for Taunt who has your soul under arrest Do it for you long in my everlasting arms to rest For you hold in my heart a place, as precious treasure in a chest

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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