To My Dear Friend
A letter in verse to someone who isn't here anymore — and a promise about what gets carried forward.
Some poems are for the person who’s still here. This one isn’t.
To my dear friend
Who is no longer here
I promise to remember you
And keep your lessons near
Your energy was pure
Your spirit: as free as a dove
I’m grateful to have had you
And to have experienced your love
You were there when I needed a friend
And I knew you really cared
Your wisdom was timeless
Enjoying life, never scared
You lived life to the fullest
More than most can say
I just wish we could chat once more
One last talk to brighten the day
Grief eventually stops being only an absence. It becomes partly an inheritance — the lessons, the gestures, the way of moving through a room that you keep doing because they used to do it.
I just wish we could chat once more. We probably always will.
— JTC