Lost Friends - Left Behind
Lost Friends - Left Behind
The sweet-sharp mind that enfolded me
With encouraging words and a hug
Has gone to places I cannot go, and
How I long to know.
The annoying way you had of listening
To repeat secrets that you heard,
And yet, your sweet mouth opened
To love away all frustration.
You wanted me to do a bit of favor,
But you didn’t answer your phone.
When I did reach you, you were cold.
I learned where I belonged,
Once we spent hours together;
We each had endured losses severe,
Though in our twilight time we overcame,
As we, too slipped into hoary years.
And you all have the curse of an aging mind,
Locked away to me, leaving me behind,
With those too young to understand,
That I am traveling with you.
Copyright © Sunlite Wanter | Year Posted 2018
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