Saturday, November 10, 2012

John and I.


John and I.




Calm winds blowing in,
We walk side by side.
He sings a song,
I hum along, many days,
And we are really, one.
Born worlds apart,
But hand on heart,
We knew each one belonged,
As certain as the sun,
Shining on everyone.
He called a sound,
I listened hard and long,
Saw how to carry on,
Reach out to you,
Just as did John.
My friend he would have been,
If bullets hadn't come,
And taken peace,
Beyond the wind and rain,
To heaven, his love and fame.