Those memories of evenings with a friend
need nothing that the memory would spoil,
no sign that this warm friendship was to end,
not while we both did burn the midnight oil.
There was just laughter as I loved your wit
And you liked mine, the jesting puns intended
with flick’ring lights as candles all were lit,
the full round moon just made it splendid.
Then you no more returned after that Summer
though not a quarrel was the guilty part
A heart attack, that really was the bummer
apparently you had a weakened heart
Mem’ries don’t want tears to spoil their grace
Now you just faded to a different phase
in remembrance of my dear friend Corrie , who died 23 years ago
This poem had a former edition, that didn’t have the right flow/rhythm. To rewrite this poem, I had great help and advice from BelfastDavid (David Agnew) , for which I thank him very much 🙂 !
I am not sure this would be a Shakespearean Sonnet now. Maybe it is a Sonnet? 🙂