Monday, July 11, 2005

To a Friend

Light,
As the morning rest upon the mountain.
The thought of you come softly to my mind.
The memory of you is close and dear.
Your friendship, like a glowing fire.
Has warmed me,
And I will not forget what.
We have known.
The touch of hands.
The closeness in a smile.
Keep fondly, in my heart.

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