I HAD THIS FRIEND I CALLED HER VIKTORYUS SHE TRUELY WAS MY BEST FRIEND SHE WAS ALSO THE FIRST TRUE FRIEND IN MY LIFE. SHE WAS A BLESSING TO ME IN MANY WAS. SHE HAS PASSES ON AND I WAS AT HER SIDE HOLDING HAND. I LIKE TO THINK SHE WATCHES OVER ME NOW.
MY DEAREST FRIEND
MY DEAREST FRIEND, IT WAS ONLY YOUR FLESH. THAT BECAME DUST IN THE WIND. THE SWEETEST SOUL i'VE EVER KNOWN.
SORRING SO, HIGH IN THE SKY,PLACED
SO, GENTELY, BY HIS SIDE, FOR HE KNEW
YOUR SINS. MY DEAREST FRIEND, HE ALSO KNEW ALL YOUR GREATNESS. HE KNEW YOUR PAIN THAT CAME TO AN END. i'LL
ALWAYS CHERRISH OUR TIME SHARED.
OH, WHAT AN HONOR IT WAS TO BE AT
YOUR SIDE. VIKTORIA, MY DEAREST FRIEND
YOUR SOUL LIVES ON YOUR SOUL SORES ON.
freemansvoice commented on MY DEAREST FRIEND
12-29-2010
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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