Friend

As the sound comes sifting in
Through the blue morning light
And these days things keep changing
Yet somehow stay the same
The trees lost their leaf
While the cold crawled in
Each day I miss a friend
And the paint helps me
Begin again
Across the sky
Clouds still crying by
After the end of a year
We know what we hold dear
Buildings and the ability to
Forget where we went
You are the companion
I want to see
Over and over
Once again
Once again

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a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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