Friendships Poem by jerry hughes

Hi Jerry...my friendships list is getting shorter and shorter and my address book has many line dran through names 'deceased'. Too, when I come together with my 3 surviving sisters, I look at each one wondering who'll be the first of the girls to follow the 5 five brothers to final rest.

Mine are leaving too but by choice

Hi Jerry, I live in a small town and it seems you get to know many people. So the obituaries are printed once a week and no matter how many times I say I won't read them, I can't help but glance at them. It is tough as we age losing friends. I had an older lady friend who once said 'I keep losing my friends to old age. I think I am going to start making friends with younger people.' I got a chuckle out of that when I heard her say that. Well, anyway, your poem said lots with few words. Good job. Sincerely, Connie Webb

Quality, not quantity. Your friends may be counted on two hands, but the years you're been friends need an abacus. Mates, I think is the word. A gentle piece. love, Allie xxxx

You know, love is a scary thing because often it happens that we outlive the beloved or suffer some other loss thereof. But without love, life is sterile, even rotten. So, love on, friend Jerry. Hug those memories tightly...