The rain has stopped. I can hear the squish of mud under my shoes. From outof the fog i can see the graves of the long dead. as i walk under the trees, they capture me, to pull me away from life.
As I walk I remember him, my friend and the crash. Him laying on the ground as cold as ice, not moving just laying. Tears fall down like a river. Lonlyness washes over me, i'm lost in the darkness. Oh how I wish you were here. Then i remember the time, the time we loved. the first time we met. I could never forget.
As i'm walkimg, i can't stop the memories we had. i feel you near me, your hand in mine, but I pull away.
Before I leave, I lay the sweet, fragrant smelling flowers upon your grave. As i reach the gate, i turn to look one last painful look.
Good-bye my friend i will miss you.
Good-bye.
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wow i love it
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Welcome to AllPoetry!
I really like this poem, it has some wonderful imagery in it
I think that you might like to run it through a spell-check, there are a couple of mistakes - but other than that this was very touching
Welcome to the site, I hope that you enjoy your time here at AllPoetry!
Polly
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baby, this is good...its really good...
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