Come along with me, friend
Together let’s walk the forest trail
We’ll cast all expectations aside
All doubts from memory erased forever
Come along with me, friend
Together let’s walk the forest trail
As we walk, the forest will fill us
Two spidering souls, amidst all this glory
Making our way through life
Like the sun filters through the tall oaks
Painting dancing white lace all about us
As together we walk the trail
You tell me your stories
I’ll tell you mine
Our walk itself, a story for the future to tell
A story we’ll write as one
About how we walked together—
One eternal requiem within us does keep
We’ll have no destination
The journey itself our end
You’ll know when your time has come
Mine, I will know much the same
Come along with me, friend
Together let’s walk the forest trail
Poetic Alchemist 
How very true, Borut. Thank you so much. Hope you are well. I think your comments on my 2 poems got flipped, but I figured them out and appreciate both.
Suffering portrayed in a truly beautiful way!:)
Reminds me of an Eastern saying (in my own words):
Love is the only sickness in which the patient would not be cured.
Thanks Dan. Go Dodgers!
Really nice one, Don. Thanks.
Thanks Gautami. We can never truly replace close and dear friends, but somehow new friends find us along the trail. Be on the lookout. All the best to you!
We started to walk together but now I am doing it all alone…