I wave as you Go

Walking in the Rain

Remembering you were Right

To request me as a Friend

 Amending So

That it not cause pain

 In the silent Night

You say is means to an end

You seem so sad

Never to gain

Reliance on him

For the beauty of your life

My position rests when I had

 been Exhibiting refrain

Filled to the brim

not once but Twice

is how you measure

the lost time

hoping to gain

a new taste

but lost pleasures

offer a wine

and the ability to make

it never go to waste

so is my memory… endless in time


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