Do you remember when we first met?
That day I yet to forget,
I sat at a table staring ahead
While not a word to me was ever said.
Then suddenly you had come on by,
Deciding it was worth giving me a try,
We were soon friends before I knew,
I realized that there wasn't a thing I wouldn't do for you.
And every year on fall festival day,
By you is where I'd always stay,
With joy so pure-all could see
That there was nowhere else I'd rather be.
And that is how it always went,
With you Therese my time I'd spent,
Never had I dreamed this would end,
I always thought I could face all God would send.
A cross I've carried 4 long years
Is if this misunderstanding is not cleared,
I will have lost a precious treasure,
I will of lost you Therese-my friend forever.
For me this foreshadowing always looms overhead,
So on careful grounds I've continued to tread,
And until I can make this right
I will always do my best to continue this fight.
This is why I do not go,
For I can not let any pain show,
It'll only prove I can't move on
Or accept the fact that my friend is gone.
Apr 27, 2019
Apr 27, 2019 at 3:49 PM UTC
Do you remember when we first met?
That day I yet to forget,
I sat at a table staring ahead
While not a word to me was ever said.
Then suddenly you had come on by,
Deciding it was worth giving me a try,
We were soon friends before I knew,
I realized that there wasn't a thing I wouldn't do for you.
And every year on fall festival day,
By you is where I'd always stay,
With joy so pure-all could see
That there was nowhere else I'd rather be.
And that is how it always went,
With you Therese my time I'd spent,
Never had I dreamed this would end,
I always thought I could face all God would send.
A cross I've carried 4 long years
Is if this misunderstanding is not cleared,
I will have lost a precious treasure,
I will of lost you Therese-my friend forever.
For me this foreshadowing always looms overhead,
So on careful grounds I've continued to tread,
And until I can make this right
I will always do my best to continue this fight.
This is why I do not go,
For I can not let any pain show,
It'll only prove I can't move on
Or accept the fact that my friend is gone.
I hope that this will eventually reach my friend. Therese I'm so sorry. I hope you can one day forgive me. Therese Holeman--this is to show you what I've turned into since that day four years ago. From Kate.