a poem for a friend.

Brother, friend,
What’s it like there?
Maybe you can touch the horizons
And soar through the stars.

Brother, friend,
What’s it like there?
Maybe you can breathe water
And discover Atlantis for me.

Brother,
Friend.
Don’t miss us while you’re there
For in time we’ll come to visit
Perhaps together,
perhaps alone.

Brother,
Friend.
Save me a seat in your home
So when I come to join you
We can share memories of warmth and laughter,
Of friends found and sights seen,
Of lives lived and loves lost.

Friend,
Don’t miss us while you’re gone
Rest assured
That distance will not break this friendship’s bond.

Friend,
You left too soon for me.
Too soon you became a casualty
in this ongoing battle of life.

Mornings will come and go,
But I will keep you in my mind and soul.

Brother, friend,
do not forget me.

Sleep peacefully.

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Volkan, we will all miss you so very much. Peace be with you.