To Red Indian..............

ODE TO A FRIEND



I knew a friend I knew not well

Yet feel that he at least deserved this

I wonder how many others feel

Now that he is gone, gone forever.



We had some good and funny times

And we got along just like mates do

We had our blues and fights

Yet smiles and friendly jests were great!



We fished a lot for hidden truths

In fact we often chased the same girl

Yet fun in youth is a passing phase

for now it's memories that linger on.



I often turn as if to speak

For his presence is sometimes close,

As if to say, mate,

We're still side by side!



Guntis Tillers



Thinkin of ya mate.......


Ven

*bump* to be sure he sees it.

And Ven, that's a great poem. Once again proving you're more than just a pretty face.😉 You find stuff of substance. Good one, Sir.

Joby

I didn't see this until I posted on the other thread sorry.
I hope Red see's this one too, Ray that is a nice poem! 🙂

Once again........

......my thanks to you all.

my sympathys for you red

i tried to send you a P.M., but that function isn't working.
my heart is aching for you, and at a time like this words seem
to be not up to the task. please know i feel for you.
steve