Thursday, December 30, 2004

[Poetry] The First Bend

Friends of old we are to each,
By distance, we're oceans apart;
Though we have but lost in touch,
Our friendship's still a part of us.
Our worlds meld as one,
As we chat and joked;
Renewed our friendship,
Recalled our mem'ries.
And though I'm glad,
I'm a bit sad;
For I just learned,
Of mem'ries lost.
As of now it's hopeless,
To find the answers I've long been seeking;
For you have forgotten,
What you did, felt and the reason behind.
As I journey on,
This lonely road I take;
May you remember,
The past that so haunts me.