It's a scary thought, when you think of how in four little years you're going to be forced to say good bye to your closest friends, the one you've known since you were 4, the one you told everything to, and the one you fell in love with, the one who shared your hopes of making a movie with, the one you wished you could be more like, and the one you ran and cried to.
To: Patrick, Marc, Jessica, Traci, Su'ann, Eric, Andy, Tino, and Steven.
This poem originally was published in Friendship Poems - Teen Poems
It's Not Long Now
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To hold you all close is one of the few times I feel at ease. To look at your faces and know you'll forget me in time makes my eyes water. When I'm an adult I'll see your faces in my child's eyes, and hear your voices echoing in their laughter. When I'm old I'll sit on my front porch and sip freshly made lemonade, while watching my grandchildren frolic in my front yard, under the sweet smelling Willow. Tears will fall from my green eyes, and softly hit my faded dress, as I think of all the times we were together. I'll smile. When I die I'll think of my children and grandchildren. I'll know how lucky I've been to have such love and joy in my life. I'll wonder which of my dearest friends are awaiting my arrival, or if I'm the first. And just as I take my last breath I'll see us as we were when we were teenagers, our golden skin, our eyes wide with hope, our hearts full of love, and our minds full of larger than life dreams - it's not long now. |
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