Kenia

Special Moments, Special Friend

With pen in hand, I stare at blank white paper;
Where are the words to express my thoughts
Of my dear young friend of days past.
Darkness is upon me; a void consumes me.
History flashes brightly through a lit TV tube;
Hitler and Eva Braun should be so close.
Like sunbeams kissing the horizon goodnight,
Another year fades into sunset and oblivion.
Now twenty-one, out of site of my sadden eyes,
Your beauty I admire no more in the daily routine of my life�
So wishing to be near my dear friend the more.
The wind speaks of your name,
I think of your smile, the beauty of your eyes�
I think to form a bubble around these memories
To lock out tarnishment of years to come.
I don�t want to think less of my private thoughts of you.
Feelings within the bubble will always remain constant,
Remain dear and always polished,
Protected from inquisitive eyes and harsh ordinariness.
I remembered my eyes misted,
When day�s beauty was lost.
Where you once stood,
The air was still.
How long has it been�..too long!!!!
Sad eyes
Hostile eyes�
The blame wasn�t yours!
Oblivious of the day�s events, I pondered in thought�.
It was too late; you were gone�
Nevermore, Nevermore!!

A Very Special Poem for Special Friend

This Poem was written for a Co-worker who left abruptly from our workplace.
SHE WILL BE MISSED!!!

Siempre en mi mente {Forever on my mind}