I remember you dear friend
You served me well
Never once did you let me down.
I look on you daily, your image always with me
The days spent in welcome climes
Working, playing, creating, rehearsing.
You carried me to and from my workplace
You never once complained or stalled
We grew to know and respect each other.
Only once did I injure you one dark night
You scarred easily, but I was grateful you could heal
Reunited I took much more extra care.
Then your day arrived; there was occasion to move on
You moved to greener city parkways
While I retained this lasting image.
You were always a relaxing sight
Under the plane trees you seemed as one
You blended in well, as part of my world.
Life is transitory isn’t it, we serve a purpose
I’m happy we knew and bonded as we did
Both part of each other’s unique lives.
Apparently this is my 500th post. Amazing!!