My Dearest Nancy,
Real friends are hard to find
In a place where most are colorblind
A place where we can make such a mess
And carry the weight of the world upon our chest
Real friends are treasure… much more then gold
For they know your secrets without being told.
They hold your hand with life’s demands
And lift you up when you cannot stand.
A real friend is what I found in you
God gave me a gift that continually grew
Into a bond that distance and time could never have shaken
And now I can’t seem to understand why you had to be taken.
That distance is somewhere I can’t go
I can’t call heaven and let you know
I can’t drive to the stars
And share my scars
And I canted text the moon
And tell you I’ll be there soon
that is what brings me sorrow I can’t erase
even in this moment
I can close my eyes and see your beautiful face
I can hear your voice echoing in the breeze
But there is still a piece of my heart that’s missing
And it brings me to my knees.
The thing about fingerprints is that they are all uniquely rare
Not one the same, not one can compare
There could never be another you
Your mark is on everyone you ever new
I honor you today not because you were perfect
But because you were sincere
a thousand drops of love fall from each one of my tears
Iv seen you at your worst and you have seen me at mine
And one day I’ll see you in forever with that glorious, angelic shine
I hope that God tells you how loved and missed you will be
I rest ensure that you are in the arms of Jesus…with wings…your finally free…
Love always and forever
Sabina Nicole AKA BEAN
Copyright © Sabina Nicole | Year Posted 2019
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