My Friend
there were times when i felt alone
so long ago and so out grown
there were those times when i thought
i had nothing to give
no where to go no where to live
then i found you poet friend
reaching for me with outstreached hand
you shared your talent and i shared mine
making each other laugh and cry
i'll always be yours you'll always be mine
forever immortal in pages of time
always present with each line
my friend my poet my pall of mine
Copyright © John Loving Iii | Year Posted 2009
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