Free verse № 141444
Old Friend
Dear old friend of mine
How I've missed you time-to-time
In the back of my mind
You've been stowed
Won't you sing me a song
I found my dreams are long gone
Somewhere in a letter
I told you so
My mind cannot fathom
Even in post-graduate fashion
Just how or why
I let you go
And as surely as I
Won't let our memories die
Is as surely
As your distance grows
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OOps sorry. Looks like ecargo out did me in my comment.
This is a common theme, but when well written, it's worth a read, and you've brought out something in it. Good work.
I actually think the last stanza might just about hold up...but ecargo is right that it doesn't sound right when read.
But verse three says that even in post-graduate fashion, your mind cannot fathom how you let him/her go, as if post-graduateness affects your ability to fathom such things.
In verse three, "our memories" implies that her/his memories are available for you to evaluate as unending as the wind.
But these are minor nits. Overall good.
Yes that was the rather weak comparison I was making, and I'm assuming you meant verse four. I'm trying to think of a better last line.
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