Life’s companions
With what Ghosts will I saunter down that last mile ?
How many ?, will keep me company, make me smile.
Fill these empty footsteps, yet, all the while,
make that journey one, forever to remember
long after it was terminated that fateful September.
A time when it became clear, this was the end
and we would never walk again, but I, as a friend
for these long five years where I try hard to fend.
B. J. “A” 2
December 24th 2015
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