Hello, Dear Friend,
How are you today?
Too long it has been,
many a sun set passed from where we began
on that breezy Summer’s day,
chatting on the park bench.
In loving memory there I sat yesterday upon the sun’s not-so-shining,
with Roy John Thornton from 1984 to 1999 by my side,
thinking of the good times and the bad
as a mouse scurried by and was picked up by a disdainful crow.
We have lived,
we have laughed, smiled, enjoyed our
But now that time is done, our hour is up.
And now it’s time to say farewell.
A tiger who steals the lion’s hunt,
the valued memories are now gone.
It got to the point I cared too much…
and you too little.
You took the dagger and with its edge struck me in my withering heart.
Yet in my grief, I fell guilt –
and within that guilt I feel that I scared you,
so you ran – abandoned me.
When I needed you most, you left me.
We had good times, but, now those times
Our story had ended – a new one just beginning.
One with no us, or we, or our.
Goodbye, Old Friend,
I lost you, and in reality – deny it if you want –
you lost me, disappointed me, too.
It was nice knowing you.