A Poem for my Friend


this you I see is quite so new
that the traces of your former self
try to seep through
but change is irreversible
and only a few
can perceive and believe
in your moment of truth.

I heard you call but I just couldn't take the time to sit down.
I heard you call but my ears would not convey the sound.

I kept pictures in my mind of you in a still frame.
Never growing never searching always the same.
But somethin' diff'rent happens now when I speak your name,
it seems your soul has opened up, and a God has remained
it seems your soul has opened up and a God has remained.

I heard you call but I just couldn't take the time to sit down.
I heard you calll but lately I been tryin' not to drown
I heard you call for us to please find some common ground.
I heard you call but my ears would not convey the sound.........
TIL NOW

I miss you....................................

Toya Ane Lillard

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