Remembering a Friend

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Church on Carroll and 6th in Park Slope, Brooklyn

Wind Picked You Up

I remember the days
When we abandoned our fear
The end always seemed
So very far from near

But the wind picked you up
Just as I turned away
(For only one moment!)
But the moment did stay

The leaves turned to brown,
We watched winter arrive,
Then the ground took them
“But you were alive!”

Church bells were ringing
As I walked today
Never forgetting words
We never did say