People we miss and love,
Missing or taken above…
Oh how we miss
Their joy or hiss,
Their gentle comments or rough!
Among them is Esther Ling,
She was in the lesbian thing…
Opposite were we
But she was a Mommy,
Ran to her when figuratively I needed mothering!
Numerous friends I had in school,
Have slipped or drove away (I’m the fool)…
Some I drove away
Or ignored to this day,
Elementary through college kept only two
Bloggers–many follow some not–
Never sure of how many give you thought…
Over a thousand mine
To whom I give little time,
Just a handful of their blogs I’ve sought!
Surrounded by my family we are,
Been slow to contact any (my par)…
Younger ones I don’t know
As familiar ones go,
What can I do, having delayed thus far?
Does any of this make sense,
Is loss of your friends as immense…
I’m sure it is–
Friends we miss,
We remember our friends in the past tense!