Journey Poem by Daud Farah

Journey



To lose a friend the like of us,  
Not having a choice leaves turn to dust,
As every dawn must follow dusk,
In between the hours hands greet by shaking, words exchange
The important thing is in every interaction in parting is lasting,  
Like the four seasons of Vivaldi.

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