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My friend

I cried a time till tears went dry
the day you spoke and told me why
no pain besets your face my friend.
I learnt a deal, a lot did mend.

My troubles, tears and painful woes
all seemed to dwarf when next to yours.
So insignificant and immature,
so much less than what you endure.

Your courage in the light of day
shines more intense than I can say.
Your words, your touch, all you did share
made me honoured that I was there.

I wish I had the words to lend
that would make sense and help you mend,
but in all I’ve learnt and come to know
I’ve fallen short of this painful blow.

My friend, moj brat, my companion be
the numbness wells inside of me,
you are much more than I am strong.
How do you face the nights so long?

When darkness falls and dreams escape
and thoughts play games and grow too great,
how do you wake and start each day
and face the world with ‘Come what may’?

Our circles may not cross and twine
from this day forth till end of time,
but whenever we do chance to meet
my friend, my soul will dance and leap.

From now until the seas run dry
know within a friend is nigh
through rain or sun until the end
I’ll always be your loyal friend.


      velimir. J     4th  April 1997                                


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