It’s so easy how we forget
our friends after the times
when we needed them the most.
It’s so easy how we forget
the times when arms
were held out to steady us on our way.
It’s so easy how we forget
the words that comforted
us through the days
when we thought they would never end.
Yes, it’s so easy to forget
until the next time
something comes around our way.
23 October 2011
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem