tribute to a friend by david suter
.A silver tear skipped crystal clear
a Friendly memory leaked out again.
some sounds of youth,when new was truth,
and everyday carved who we are...
before the thoughts of loss we bear,
when friendships bond with smiles to wear,
when distant age seemed far away,
like bricks pressed from the virgin clay,
stacked and stretched in rows as walls,
as weathered years now later calls,
a bond with life in that we trust
one day retuning to earths dust,
when faces gather now in rows,
in thoughtful prayer and best dark clothes,
and with their love an angel grows
to fly a dance of youth once more,
towards the arms of hundreds more
who smile to greet this seed in wings
and the freedom that it brings...
no more tears of earthly dew ,
in heavens warmth forever YOU...xx
Last edited by hazelharris : March 7th, 2014 at 03:18.
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