So quick , you were gone.
So sad, to see you leave.
So vulnerable, you were.
So dependent on the kindness of others.
Tonight, I wonder my friend,
how many tears this life can bring to be sweet.
Tonight, I am drinking to you, my friend.
For the innocence of your existence.
Tonight, I grieve you, my friend.
For the joy, you brought to this world.
Tonight, the melancholy of your death,
reminds me we are only a collection of moments.
We are just time.
Thank you for reading my poem.
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