He
Was A Friend Of Mine
by Jan E. Wilson
He sleeps with Angels now.
There his rest is as long as time.
I remember him with a smile he was a friend of mine
Our time spent together was so very brief.
And now I am left with so much grief.
I miss his laughter, his hugs, his smile.
He was a friend of mine.
He said we would be forever friends.
That not death would keep us apart.
But then came the morning he was taken away,
I thought I had died my heart torn apart.
He'll visit me on quiet nights.
I'll hear his voice in the wind that blows.
I'll see his smile in the stars a glow.
I'll feel his hugs it is him I know.
Because he was a friend of mine.
And swore we would be friends for all time.
