FRIENDS


We went to our usual place
The one where we met
The sky painted blue with white clouds
There were tears in your eyes

I took your hand from across the table
Looked into your eyes
You said he had left again
A rose appeared, so I handed it to you

When life experiences turn sour
You have always been able to come to me
The rose changed to a bouquet
Your smile began and the sun

Started to shine in your eyes
I took your hand
We walked for hours laughing
As we have always done for each other

Through all the years, I have known you
Never have are thoughts been apart
Our hearts remain as friends
Hand in hand

We go through life
Smiles and laughter mixed with tears.

Michael V Hechtman Copyright � 2001