I see you in the early hours
a ghost, a spectre come and gone...
I’ve dreamt your face a thousand times
inside the quiet before the dawn,
yet as another day begins
I watch you fall away again…
We cannot stop the flow of time,
this steady passing of our days—
the love we share will see us through,
and deep inside, I carry you.
© Ginny Brannan 2019
We three: three neighborhood friends, three school buddies...through high school, college, marriage and children, through the highs and lows. More friends would join us, but from the beginning, there was always us three. Now, there are two. On this anniversary of your birth, know that I will never forget you...you have been and will always be my friend.
Awww, what a moving tribute. I'm condolences to you on this sad anniversary.
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