Author: Caitir PM
A poem dedicated to friend, at least the way I remember her. (Please ignore the computer gunk at the bottom.)Rated: Fiction K - English - Words: 92 - Reviews: 12 - Published: 05-06-03 - id: 1296732
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This poem is dedicated to a friend. I think you know who you are.
Lashed there with rope they can't untie,
On waves that try to break their bond.
Pass between the two old friends,
The wind that whistles overhead.
Did the two boats fight to hold
The ropes as they began to fray.
Of the boats could hold no more,
The other grasping at the past.