Tuesday, June 21, 2011

The Riddle of my Life


I start the evening with eight good friends.
One by one, I watch each fall,
Yet I find a peace in their passing
Knowing each has answered their call.

The first few give me courage,
The next boost me ten feet tall,
My final friends convince me,
I can sleep well, forgiving all.

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