Alone in the world where friends mean life
Alone in every time of strife
Alone: There is nobody to care
When I just want someone to care
My joys, my sorrows, my laughter and tears
Someone who knows my hopes and fears
Yet I have no one; no one to be
That sort of special best friend to me
Dulcet tones will not ring out anymore
And friendly smiles reduced to memory
Now that Nature hath cut short
Friendship's unwritten law
How can one express the pain and grief
Coldness grips one's heart and pain shoots through veins
Numbing all sensation from those never travelled lanes
I lost my best friend
But memories crowd in of the childhood years
And memories hurt through the mist of tears
I think of the lovely long life we had
It will refrain me from being so sad
Until we are together again in that Promised Land.
Linda M Breeze
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