firends

Don’t think you are never seen, dear friend,

You leave a trace wherever you wander –

A smile, a laugh, a hope.

Don’t think you are never heard, my pal

There is always someone listening –

A song, a word, a joke.

 

Don’t think you are ever forgotten, old friend,

For when we passed each other

In that briefest of time,

You left a piece of you with me

That I’ll carry wherever I go.

 

 

bobby stevenson 2016

Painting:  http://www.davidpott.co.uk/blog/2009/11/finished-painting-whitby-sunset-two-friends/

 

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