ON THE DEATH OF A FRIEND

Time to collect another dead,


Departure of yet another beloved;


Dark and heavy is the sky,


As memories come flooding by,





The wind sighs and heaves,


A sorrow that never leaves;


The blood inside congeals,


A wound that never heals;

 


Time the keeper, time the friend,


Time the healer, time the solace;


A journey then, that has to end


One day in final resting place”

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