Letter To A Friend
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Loading ...Tragic, a loss such as this, in more ways than one,
the loss of someone who’s life had barely even begun.
It tears at the heart, tears at your very soul,
yet know that those tears will eventually be made whole.
My gift I give to you, in this, your hour of need,
tho not much at all, it’s all of me indeed.
A friend like you, so rarely ever found,
such a true and wonderful blessing to have you around.
More than mere words, the heart does long to hear,
yet in your head, your heart, the memory remains so near.
Memories of the times you had together, tho good and bad,
the love you shared, the bond that you both had.
Those memories, they carry on, deep inside of you,
each waking moment, remembering something else, something new.
Memories like treasures, to be cherished, held close and near,
for when tragic things happen, we will always hold them dear.
Memories, things that can’t even begin to take the place of love,
yet, when it comes to it, they’re often times enough.
Enough to carry us through yet another dreary day,
enough to help us see, to help us find our way.
Our way in this life, so often crowded, muddied and blurred,
we forget which way to turn, we often get hurt.
Yet, that voice, that memory guides us through the time,
through right and wrong, through whatever hardships we may find.
For you, my friend, I am here, always,
as your shoulder, a warm and loving embrace.
Though times seem hard right now, trust me, they will look up,
one day at a time, the memory leads us on, will always be enough.
My hand is yours, to guide you should you need,
my shoulder yours to cry on, as a true friend indeed.
My ear is yours, to talk to, to understand,
all of this I offer, as a true friend.
A friend
© TJW 08-23-2001
