I remember a friend: <br />Her ways, her warmth, her smile <br />Crouching through the overhanging sleeves <br />Of a torn-out, withered school uniform. <br /> <br />The color had faded <br />From brilliant white to pale-stained blue, <br />Reminding ties of teenage resonance <br />Still flaring. <br /> <br />I could find no reason <br />To keep this old clothing <br />But only to recall <br />The thoughts I'm missing. <br /> <br />Though years had passed <br />And time's grown old, <br />My heart still wavers 'round <br />Her form, her soul, <br />Her being.<br /><br />Dennis Go<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/remembering-a-friend-2/
