Resting by the road
Open to the sky
Watching for the birds
And whatever else goes by
Resting by the road
Listening for the rain
Would have made better time
Except for needing the cane
It helps me to get along
Sometimes gets in my way
Just like my friend
With whom I used to share the day
What a fine lyric write! Very nostalgic. Old friends are not replacable, but they do linger on in the landscapes of the mind. Always your friend at poemhunter, Sandra
Guess some things you just have to stick with Tom The main thing is to keep going I reckon
I really like this one-an understated lyric, and the last stanza is terrific in its wry honesty about the fried who used to help the speaker get along but also sometimes got in the way. This deft, restrained, original elegy.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very subtle aspect of friendship stated with class. Friendship has more to do with closeness than admiration. The bond is intangible and inexplicable.