Our friend would smile, but I think now he would understand.
Now he would know how many friends he left behind.
Thank you, ed.

This poem expresses what I think we all feel.

Your Presence

I carry your presence in my heart
It's nothing anyone can see
It's just a forever feeling
That lives in the heart of me.

I feel your friendly presence
From time to time it comes
Perhaps as a fleeting smile
Or in the beauty of a setting sun.

The way you touch me over time
Is a pleasure I can't deny
And your friendship that lives within
Will be with me till the day I die.

~© Mary West ~

he's resting in peace.. but we (all, friends and family) have to live on with this loss... never thought the word 'forever' would taste so bittersweet ...


Although I like the poem, thank you.

Now I only hope the candle isn't 'Made in France'

Reference Linklist greetz Ed

If the candle WAS made in France.

LOL

Thanks for the lovely poem, Blondie!

Thanks for the poem Blondie
It has been a long and short year. I can still see him now in my mind's eye, and the hugs! I am 5ft and he was about 6 foot odd, and broad too! I used to nearly disappear!