Sculptor

Jerry and I were inseparable then straight and tall high school buddies we had it all. The girls favored him heart-melting smile the epitome of class the essence of style. But I won over a few 'twas only so much of him. I had sweet Patricia who loved me to the brim. The day came when we parted Jerry chased what he wanted to be. He chanced upon me after fifty years disbelieving what he did see. Never-resting time chisels marks on every frame. And what we once were can only in memory remain.