Memorial For A Friend

(10/3/96)

by: M.V. Briones

My lips aren’t formed to say good-bye

Or to break the silence

With a sigh

For there is much to say though words are gone

And days, it seemed, have withered

One by one.

My heart’s not shaped to pains of parting

Or to break with each

Of memory’s calling.

For there is much, too much to remember

And there is much, too much

To last forever.

My eyes aren’t made to shed a tear

Or to close itself to reality

Plain and clear.

For though there are yet friendships that may seem new

They won’t be the same

As I had with you.

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