To a far away friend


Way Away

This isn't at all
How I thought it would be,
Me here forever
And you 'cross the sea;
I never expected
That we'd be together,
Nor did I imagine
We'd meet almost never
'Til age makes us weary
And brittles our bones
And buries our memories
'Neath moss covered stones.



Poetry by Nancy Sikora
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Written on 2015-10-18 at 16:27

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
Wonderful rhymes, especially the last one. You tend to think of friends as you get older and wonder what could have been. I love brief clever pieces.
2015-10-21



Fabulous!
Nancy I'm truly enjoying your work:)
2015-10-18


josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
A beautiful longing sentiment so very well conveyed through a formidable rhythm and rhyme scheme. Well written!

Joe
2015-10-18