“ Tristesse ” ~ for a lost friend ~


You’re overcome

For a lost friend, 

And feel the sum

That will not mend…


But destined days

Be now or then,

Held bits of when

Life let us share,

Its abstract fare

Till time ran out…


So do ye well,

To recall the gift

As a cherished kiss,

Then celebrate

That while shared,

And leave tristesse

For they not missed!