Goodbye to you my Best friend
It's hard to believe that we're worlds apart.
We were like strings on a guitar,
Making harmony and pleasant tones.
You were there when I took the first step,
And gave me directions ever since.
You taught me life's valuable lessons
And saw me through my mistakes.
Unable to see the virtues you bestowed,
Cut-short by nature's worthy call.
A decade now past and I realize;
This friend is gone but ever-green.
But with the gift of the Name
Like a tattoo I will always have.
And even if I hate to believe you're gone,
Goodbye to you my Best friend.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem