For A Friend So Dear
Lo! what fate brought us
a yesterday affair he came thus
he, like us, after high school educational lust
as time pass by,
we swam deeper than the pool of friendship
into the oceanbed of kinship
before you came, angels were myth
but now my dull, dark life you lit
if today i go the way of the flesh,
my eyes like a dying fire. quietly quenched
at least gladness shall abide by my soul
same gladness dusk gives owl
knowing i behold fate`s dubaic structure
heaven`s breathing architecture
meeting you is such a pearly pleasure.
poem by Fame Moore
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