Looking through the room, all I can <br />See is an empty chair <br />The chair that was with a person <br />With whom I shared my thoughts with <br />The chair that used to stand for a Friendship bond between us <br />A bond that stronger than any friendship I had ever known <br />The empty chair was not just a chair but a sign that you were always there <br />But now you're gone and there the chair will last until the person whom was sitting there comes back <br /> <br /> By: Marysol Hinojosa <br /> <br />Dedicated to a true friend who has past on<br /><br />marysol hinojosa<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-empty-chair-3/
