The musings of a Secular Franciscan who is following imperfectly the surer footsteps of St. Francis to and through Christ as a pilgrim through this world. Listen! The King is coming!
Friday, May 17, 2013
I remember you my friend
I remember you my friend.
I'm glad to know that you were mine
Shared Days we were close,
Some Days we were far away;
These Days blur into yesterday.
Now in God You are today
The laughing sun
The crying rain
Far above the time given pain.
For all todays even when memory fades.
My friend stands in my life
So filled by friends
Even such as these
Wih Bodies gone.
I would not lie, would not forget
The touch that makes a life.
Touch shared in time
I tucked away
Within the heart,
By the heart the touch
returned to life.
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