A good friend from high school, Jesse James, died tragically this weekend. The last time I saw him was five years ago, but we kept in touch through FB. Just last Sunday, he was quick to remind me that God loves me. I keep thinking about how kind he was to me in a new school all those years ago, and how we spent so many weekends together making fun memories. I, like so many others, am thankful for his life. I loved my friend He went away from me. Theres nothing more to say. The poem ends, Soft as it began-- I loved my friend. - Langston Hughes
Posted on: Mon, 17 Nov 2014 01:57:55 +0000
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