I Love You...My Friend

by suzanne   Apr 19, 2006


My Friend I think of many times a day.
Every thing I do reminds me of him in some special way.

My Friend isn't here here and I need him to be.
Why did he have to go and desert
me?

My Friend was tired he had to leave.
For my dear friend I will always grieve.

My Friend is gone I watched him die.
I held his hand and said goodbye.

I'll Love You Always...My Friend

I *I WROTE THIS RECENTLY FOR A FRIEND OF MINE THAT DIED OF CANCER*.

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  • 18 years ago

    by suzanne

    Thanks, it came from my broken heart.

  • 18 years ago

    by Rachel Foster

    Wicked poem