Heartache

Thoughts of the days when the sunshine upon us as we horsed around together Days when Tom foulary was our source of happiness All disappeared in a blink of the eye when you decided to walk a path of your own A horizon we can't follow by our on will A sharp pain when I close my eyes to remember your face that blurs away Blown away by the mere wind to the south Slowly becoming a memory btwn memories Fear of forgetting you haunts me as I grow older but still I try to hold on to the moments we shared A pebble amongst rocks...... No longer able to identify the identity of the man I called a friend 6 years later I wonder wat you would have become....a doctor saving lives in critical moments or an engineer tinkering around A letter to a lost friend never to be forgotten Tafara Guranungo