Monday, July 20, 2009

Free

In some strange way
I envy you -
it is all now over
and done for you...

I hate to see
that you had to go -
your smiling face
I had come to know...

Yet now it's quiet
and you will rest -
it sounds quite freeing
I must confess...

No worries or stress
just sweet sweet sleep -
Goodbye my friend
your memories I'll keep.