"This was written during a time when I lost several friends, old and young.  Had forgotten about it.  But, still timeless."

Death Of A Friend


The loss is great
The hurt severe.
Emptiness never ending,
Memories dear.

For reasons not understood
A friend is not there.
No longer around
Our wishes and dreams to share.

Together, so often,
Without any questions.
We laughed, we cried.
No need for explanations.

Perhaps, had we known
The way things were to be,
We would have expressed our feelings;
Been more open and free.

How often do we say the things
On our mind and our heart
We should share our gratitude
And love before we are apart.

Now, all we can do is hope
Somehow our friend knows
The sorrow and pain we feel,
And how we miss them so.

The loss is great,
The hurt severe,
Emptiness never ending,
Memories dear.

Connie O.