When a Friendship Dies

When a friendship dies
no mourners come
with last respects to pay

There’s nothing 
but the silence
where there once was much to say

Old comforts
feeling awkward
if in happenstance we meet

We are strangers
once again
in chance encounters on the street

The laughter
and camaraderie
of former times are through

You’ve found a better
crowd to join
and I shall find one too

No, there will be
no fanfare
no memorial for the dead

No tributes
in the papers
no obituaries read

For it will simply
fade away
right there before your eyes

Leaving you
to write a poem
when a friendship dies
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Babbit Avatar
November 18, 2019 at 9:20 AM
So true, and in the end sadly, many friendships once counted, pass.
Wise Avatar
November 18, 2019 at 11:20 AM
Tis true, tis true. :)
De Beaulieu Avatar
November 16, 2019 at 2:15 PM
Hello Michael Wise, you must keep your mind busy when you lose a friend. Losing a friend is hard. Have a nice day my friend.
Wise Avatar
November 17, 2019 at 7:50 AM
Thank u Darlene! You too! :)
Barry-Nishanian Avatar
November 8, 2019 at 9:06 PM
Touching and so sad. I have never had a friendship die...some just faded away. Now at a youthful 81...my friends, not friendships are dying. Nourish friendships, true friends can be closer than family these days.
Wise Avatar
November 9, 2019 at 6:58 AM
Either way it happens, it is all part of this wondrous thing we call life. Thank u for stopping by Barbara :)
Staton Avatar
October 18, 2019 at 5:07 AM
Love it!! The rhythm is wonderful and the words so very true. I found this to happen after graduating from high school when you are surrounded by tons of "friends". Upon graduation the number lessens. Only the true friends remain and that's all that matters anyway. Authentic friends.
Wise Avatar
October 18, 2019 at 5:54 AM
Yes, and after 45 years since my early school days, my small nucleus of friends that I had then are still with me today. :)
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