Where will you hide today, old friend?
In cleverly written novels
Thoughts only we could share.
I found you there.
Where will your voice be caught, dear friend?
In haunting hymns
Holy Nights, now harmonized with tears.
I hear you there.
Where will your shadow rest, lost friend?
In memories hid deep
Lovers born in rain, soaked now in broken dreams
I find you there.
Where will I cherish you still, gone friend?
In two little hearts and faces
Who call me mommy, and you their daddy.
Where our love never failed.
I'll see you there.
5 comments:
damn i love this... it had this warm feel to it...
Thanks Jordan. I contemplated posting it, because of it's honest nature, but I aim to stay honest. Thanks for reading.
This is so beautiful.
Beautiful. Evokes the ache of bittersweet like a scent.
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