Jan 2017
Even now I see your face:
That strained yet honest smile,
The deadened twinkle in your eyes
Your deliberate words and style
I've known you for many lives
I felt it in our strolling miles
Brothers for longer than time
I'll see you in a while
That strained yet honest smile,
The deadened twinkle in your eyes
Your deliberate words and style
I've known you for many lives
I felt it in our strolling miles
Brothers for longer than time
I'll see you in a while
I dreamed I would write something Tennyson-esque for you (see "In Memorium A.H.H.). But this is the most I can bring myself to do. Perhaps someday I will be able to write on what you mean to me. Until I see you again, my friend.
