All Good Things Come To An End...

One of the hardest things to bear
Is when you lose a friend.
Someone you loved who made you care,
And yet all good things end.
That's why I'll treasure every kiss
That you once blew to me
And every measure of true bliss
That leads to ecstasy.
While life goes on, it's not the same,
For there's a missing piece.
The part that's like a candle's flame
Or like the Golden Fleece.
Some think that friendship's merely smiles,
Just laughs along the way...
Like holy magic that beguiles
As long as it can stay.
That's why I offer up a prayer,
Sweet Princess God has sent!
Your kisses are beyond compare!
God bless my precious friend!

poem by Denis Martindale
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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