Those eyes that smile wickedly, each time you wink
That belly laughter that echoes, in rooms you enter
This side of life has its highs, never of your ilk
You my friend has the core...new word for cool I hear
How I want to resound your laughter...this side of town or there!
Your silly laugh and better judgement, acumen diverse
The beauty in your eyes, to search for rays, amidst dark clouds
Your patience to sit through stories, of my life in reverse
Braving the weather, seasons, manmade and the Gods
How I yearn to wear your shoes, that side of town or here!
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Dear Sylvi, I´ve just read your 'Absent Friends'! I´ll print it now to read it again before I go to bed tonight! See you on the next poems that I´m picking to get more and more enchanted! From Sílvia, Brazil
Very true. Oh, how I miss my absent friends, too. All those laughs and silly fun times together. A nice piece, Sylvi. Love, Fran xx
Well-written, lovely ode to absent friends.
What a stunning piece of writing that was! Aboslutely hooked throughout every word and absolutely hooked on the overall thing! ! Have read it 4 times now and still finding more - Brilliant, Inspired and Saved! Neil.
that is a touching poem. It warms my heart to know that there are people in this world who care for their friend and how precious they area and what a pitty it would be to wasted time without a friend.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well written tribute to a friend and a fine estimation of why we value friendships.