Oh bitter irony! A dear friend died
two days ago. I just found out.
I was about to send him – today –
my newly published books in which
poetry he wrote is featured. One tells
of how how our lifelong friendship
began. And now it’s ended. Except,
I suppose, love is never really over.
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