To me life is like threads crossing. You meet somebody just for a small moment and then you move on. Not everyone who comes into your life is meant to stay there. Some become really good friends, but life has the timing off...its not ready for you two or too late and it's simply not comparable. This piece of poetry was written for a person who I met unfortunately out of the wrong time and a little bit too late; but she is my special friend nonetheless and I will love her for as long as that is possible. So enjoy, I don't write many of these....
In celebration of my 100th poem, I decided to make it a poem of value...by value, I mean a poem about a very special friend. So many things
For easier reading...please use the topic link...it will redirect you straight to this poem on the FFP website.