Panagiota Romios Poet Rhyme

On Our Lost Friends

We all must move on, no matter what we have lost!
Including close friends who have gone astray.
Just wish them well,and be on your melodious, spectral way.

Sure, you thought your mutual fun would never end.
Like two brotherly trees, one is alive, but now, the other is 
to you....completely dead.
You miss the emails and closeness you once shared.

But they no longer read or contact you.
You are the living tree, and they. dead, of the past.
I can see your tears, and hear your thoughts of sapphire days 
that now echo in your past.

The world is filled with trillions, so no need to be aghast!
God runs the world, not them!
Bless Him do, for the old friends and the new, who will sail
With you, with joy, under true friendship’s mast!

There is always good news in our wide universe!
God sends you a finer replacement, that’s the nature of things!
Another human, just like you, who values the tenderness of all
delicate heart strings!



                         3~5~2022

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Tom Cunningham March 5, 2022 at 11:45 PM We never know what's going on in people's lives, I've met lots of folk on here who just seem to disappear overnight. I always wonder if they're ill or that they just lost interest in poetry. Tom Panagiota Romios March 6, 2022 at 1:26 AM Thank you for sharing...,,no, I did mean Poetry people, we do write, but we have hearts" I look at every poet as more than threir poetry. Maybe I am wrong? Pangie

Debra L Brown March 5, 2022 at 5:56 PM Hi! Pangie, I enjoyed your poem. I like how you compared the "new friends who will "sail" with you under the friend ship mast". Well penned. Blessings ~ Debra Panagiota Romios March 5, 2022 at 6:05 PM Hello Debra! You and I liked the same line)))) Thank you, so much, for sailing through life’s waters Under that friendship mast. May we have years to go. Pangie