FRIENDSHIP

We lived in the next street my cousin and I

I watched her laugh I watched her cry

A year later she moved away

I was left alone to play

It’s twenty long years but I must say

I have never forgotten that sour grey day

But looking back again, still I feel

A part inside that’s never healed

Distance between us, seas whipped by wind

I keep a memory of a friend

A true friend till the soft grey end.

© David Gray