"Goodbye is not the end"
I hear people say...
Santa, my wish this year is simple
Its nothing too expensive or dear...
Hand on my shoulder
I turn around and stare...
I look at the clouds
And begin to wonder why...
You were there at my birth
The day I was brought into this earth...
Dear God,
Another day has come and gone...
He said it was in my eye
("Do you love me?"...
You are still my addiction
Someone I cannot flee...
Once again I had forgotten my keys
Automatically I dialed your number...
My dearest granda
I miss you more each day...
Each night, before I go to sleep
I think of the man the world never got to keep...
This is a poem for my best friend of 12 years now.
You didn't want a poem...