in youth mine you were not born
I would reach out across time space
across all years between to this time
now in this your time of vague distant
longing betrayal pain where in your heart
mind alone you suffer too much exist
alone across long hours of pain
devastated memories in this your time
alone in abandoned rejected pain
I would be your friend across time
a healing salve to wounded heart mind
a friend in need proves a friend indeed
Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
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