Today I mourn the passing of a friend
I accept that life can often be unkind
Shedding tears to blunt the edge of pain
I gently carve her likeness in my mind.
The bluest sky has turned a murky grey,
To sound of abject misery.
Today a link with youth has died.
The sky has drained of colour for me
Today I mourn the passing of a friend
I accept that life can be unkind
Using tears to blunt the edge of pain
I gently carve her likeness in my mind
April 2005
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I would like to translate this poem
A dark day such as this is never forgotten. May you have precious memories of your special friend. Thank You