The loss of a Friend

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The spade bit into the earth,

A tear dropped from his eye.

Angrily, he wiped his nose,

Submitted: March 22, 2007

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The loss of a Friend

The spade bit into the earth,

A tear dropped from his eye.

Angrily, he wiped his nose,

This was no reason to cry.

Again the shovel chipped away,

Into the hardened, arid soil.

He cursed the other for his death,

For him he was having to toil.

Replacing the shovel with a pick,

He swung the pointed edge home.

Again and again he swung,

Until the hardened soil was like foam.

Sweat ran from his brow,

His shirt darkened against his skin..

Why he even bothered,

Must be coming from within.

Well, for fifteen years they had been friends.

Companions of a sort,

The only times they weren’t together,

Was when he was at work.

A moocher, his wife had called the other,

Always lying around,

And the way her husband treated him.

You’d think he wore a crown.

Another tear filled his eye

As he reached for the blanketed form.

He lay it in the hole.

From his soul, his heart was torn.

Slowly he walked back to the house.

Put the spade and pick away.

He just buried, his only best friend.

Sure been a heck of a day.


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