Left Behind

by NightFlyer   Sep 1, 2014


Small town, it sleeps neath darkened skies
Time to reflect as I unwind
The Summer moon cannot disguise
Her memory, so warm and kind.

Of dreams we chased, and silly lies
We had it all and then resigned
Her cheery laugh and smiling eyes
Lay buried deep within my mind.

The gentle wind begins to rise
To travel on, this life's designed
But memory, it slowly dies
My mirthful friend I left behind.

by Night Flyer (c) 2014
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  • 8 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    Hello Randy,

    I am going to make a point of reading more of your work; it is so beautifully rhymed and soothing and it strikes a chord with me every time I look.

    This is another lovely piece of writing.
    Take care,
    Ben

  • 10 years ago

    by NightFlyer

    And now this poem rings true. My best friend Mari Ann, who I dedicated this poem to, is dead. Her heart gave out this morning at the hospital. Please pray for her spirit.

  • 10 years ago

    by gumshuda

    Beautiful poem....

  • 10 years ago

    by alka mendiratta

    Beautifully composed rhyming thoughts of a good friend , distant apart .

  • 10 years ago

    by Everlasting

    Nice iambic and rhymes, but also the story.

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