Dear, precious, lovely friend…
You’ve touched my soul, with written hand
I miss you much, wish you were here
Stand by my side, so close to hear:
That all, that dear to my heart,
You understand by half of part,
Of phrase, or thought that in my mind
Wish I had something to remind-
Of you to me, when it gets worse,
To look at thee, get rid of curse
To move away these walls ahead
To let you settle in my head…
My dearest and precious friend
© Copyright: Павел Просветов, 2012
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