Thursday, December 1, 2011

To My Best Friend

By Mark Crocker

I don’t think I have to say anything about this poem as it speaks it all. I lost my best friend that I have known for over twenty years. He was the grandfather to my daughter and now my world seems some what dimmer without him around.

My best friend I miss you so.
Words I should have said as you neared your end.
Yet I did not say them.
So now regret fills my heart.
I knew you twenty-one years.
You gave me advice when I needed it so.
At times you were a shoulder to cry on.
At other times a boot up the ass to get me moving.
We laughed together as best friends do.
We had our fights yet always remained friends.
You were my best friend I ever had.
I wish the battle with cancer you had won.
But in the end you had to go.
I know each day hurt so much.
Yet you remained you until almost the end.
I just wish I could of seen you one last time to say farewell.
You were the best friend I ever had.
I should have told you that I loved you so.
Yet I did not want to face the facts.
And now I wish I had said those simple words.
I was closer to you than I am to my own father.
You never judged me or put me down.
And now that you are gone my heart has one less light to love.
So I will say the words I should of said to you,
Dearest and best friend,
I miss you and love you.

In memory of Skip Allen who passed from this world on
Thursday 24th of November 2011.

©Saturday, November 26, 2011 Mark Crocker

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