I am a
writer
I create
Sometimes I
create a prison
Sometimes a
rose garden
My creations
are large
They are
small
And I work
best with memories
Like the
time we went for coffee
And it
rained
That was the
last time I saw you
My old
friend
Before you
left
To join the
great gig in the sky
And now it
is my duty
To make sure
the world doesn't forget
Who you were
It's March,
the day is gone
Another year
has ended
And your
picture remains in my heart
Every place
I go, I think of you
And the good
times we had
How you'd sometimes
pee in excitement
At seeing me
after a long time
The walks we
took together
Listening to
The Beatles
I thought
that love would last forever
I was wrong
You couldn't
bear to see me crying
You'd lick
the tears away
Oh how I
wish
How I wish
you were here
But that is
disrespectful
And you have
more than earned your rest
Take care
Chuni, wherever you are
And I will
keep writing about you
So the world
knows what you were
The Bilge Master
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