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Somtimes I forget about you
and today something made me remember
my gosh, its almost December
this little poem is overdue

It seems so long ago that we met
two lost souls far away
who felt the pull of love without regret
and subsequently drifted astray

But on the first day we met
we had promised to never forget
that we were going to remain friends
no mater what

Somehow you helped me through that time
that was so hard and had no reason or no rhyme
and your smile popped up on my screen
and used to make me feel serene

I remember your sad story
that I felt so much
my heart went out for you
what else could it do

Your marriage failed and broke your heart
and you left your baby and your home to make ends meet
and you'd rather than suffer than admit defeat
so you never did retreat

And when your father whom you loved died
a part of you broke inside
when we used to speak
we never lied

But the distance made it hard for us to love beyond
and no fairy waved her magic wand
and thought neither of us could in love believe
we somehow each other could not leave

Because friendship and care we felt was alas true
a gift to make us less blue
a thing I'd gladly do for you
I'd always help you to smile anew

one day you got so jealous
and I realized you weren't able to trust
and for a time the freindship went bust
but it lasted somehow inspite of us

We kept our promise
and we remained friends
even though we don't often speak
there is still a little spark

You, a little angel in the dark
to you this poem does hark
you come back to me now and then
and make me remember when

Like the day you told me I helped you find your way
just at the moment you had been going astray
how kindness healed your weary heart
and gave the courage to make a new start

And me I'm forever grateful
for your smile
whose memory has lasted all this while
my world is a little brighter and less hateful

Our freindship must have been fateful
a reminder that kindness is my path
despite lonliness, sorrow and wrath
for the memory of your precious smile I am always grateful

©  James T. Adair