Memories Washed With Tears

I awoke this morning early, an ache within my soul; a longing, deep, beat at my heart in waves hard to control. Weeks have passed since you and I stood together face to face; I have searched the world around me, yet none can take your place. You shared a special part of this life of mine; together we drank deeply of youth's sparkling wine. We seldom write a letter; your voice I do not hear; but many times before me your image will appear. Our hearts are bound together; our thoughts still intertwine, though the distance now is great between your home and mine. Today I feel your presence though I have not heard one word; friendship stretched across the miles, my memories gently stirred. True friends find birth in God's great heart; their roots grow strong and deep. Your friendship is mine forever, a treasure I can keep. Today I will spend in reverie, a long and sweet review; I will wash our memories with tears and celebrate knowing you. Copyright, 1987, Faye Gibson