Posted by: Miss McBooty | February 22, 2011

For Nic

This poem was written for me many years ago. This person is still a close and dear friend and was kind enough to share his poem with me.


I’ve missed you
The dare always met
You led me to new places and defined my boldest lines
History can be pleasant even if it wasn’t always at the time
It hardly seems strange your eyes still move me
Importance is a measure of arms length and souls connectivity
I’ve found all I’ve ever looked for
Your footsteps all prints on paths well traveled
I would trade your hands for nothing
You have moved my pen more than once
I still have much ink to give.


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