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My friend Joe


                                  Joe

 


                                    The death of a friend.

                                    Is never easy in the end.

 


With great sorrow and pain I say goodbye.

I hope you know I thought you were a great guy.

 


When I needed you, you were there.

People as good as you are few and rare.

 


If I could make a deal, I would.

I would give everything I have if I could.

 


My memories are what I hold dear.

Rembering you now make's it all clear.

 


Long days fishing with you, or out in the field.

The stamp on our friendship has always been sealed.

 


Let you go, yes I know I should.

But as of yet, that does not feel good.

 


I look through picture's and think of you.

I love you Joe, I bet you never even knew.

 


I reach out to others with my heart.

I try to help them, it's a place to start.

 


Father, Son, Brother, and Friend.

I am not sure how my heart will mend.

 

I have known loss, just like you.

So why does it still feel so bad and new.

 

I hurt no more than the next.

But I can only find relief within the text.

 

I Know I will feel your energy again.

But to last that long without my friend.....

 

That is why this is so hard for me.

To say Goodbye and wait for eternity.

 

I know I am not the only one.

Everyone's heart must weigh a ton.

 


But life moves on, as we all know it must.

I will never forget our friendship, I will hold it in trust.

 

I will think of you often and speak your name.

But nothing will ever again be the same.

 


I love you Joe,


R.I.P

9/27/2008


Your friend Julie written on 10/28/2008


 

— DawningDaytripper, Nov 08, 2008

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Region, Country: Robe valley, WA, USA

Favorite Poets: All of them, for differant reasons. Neopoet poets have influenced me the most over the last 2 plus years. Great teachers. Edgar Allen Poe, Dickens, way to many to list...

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Linda Moses

Linda Moses

17 years 7 months ago

I am

so sorry for you loss of Joe. Such a sad and honest poem