Fitting to write this today...
Rain falls loudly.
Skies dark.
I grieve.
To my first friend here...
You guided me,
Answered my questions,
You were always
On my side
With encouragement,
Many kind words.
Always optimistic.
Always your marvelous
Sense of humor...
Your guidance
Kept me on course,
To become a better
Writer...
To my first friend here...
Who helped me make
A path through the
Dark...
Light will always shine
For you...
My certainty
On that...
For my first friend here...
I raise a glass three times: to Jim, to your fine tribute and in agreement with Andrew and Thad's comments.
Jim is a great poet and friend of many here Elysabeth, well written tribute to a fine man...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Here here! And so say all of us! What a lovely tribute to a most warm, compassionate (and passionate) man who believes in saying his piece, please or offend. When you have a friend in Jim you indeed know you have a friend. Your piece is lovely and the warmth of your thoughts flow so very easily off the page. Well Done you... sure Jim is blushing ever so slightly at the attention! HG: -) xx