To A Friend - Poem by Tim Carlson
The bridge opens to you my friend.
The journey is long, bathed in light, you are now pefect.
Dont look back now, dont even shed a tear,
Your hands folded and eyes closed, the hazy veil
nurses you to sleep.
Goodnight and goodbye.
Laughing, you wish on regrets and turn to face the sun, in a field of barley.
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