Monday, June 1, 2009

Missed


I thought of you this morning

Holding memories that we framed in our head

And though you’ve sought a different life

I’ll never forget…… perhaps until the daisies’ roots tickle my graveyard’s bed

I thought of you this morning

And reminisced on our club- nite days-

when I stiffened with nervousness and you laughed

……....as loud and bright as the sun’s stinging rays

I thought of you this morning

Gliding on our once well weaved friendship

So close that many questioned possible kinship

Now the leaves have fallen and the insects have metamorphosised

The stars disappear at dawn’s first gaze

Still even as the days quickly drift

Time will never be enough to trim such memories

For with each thought of you; blossom new grins and new laughs

Like fresh flowers in a new vase

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