My dearest friend died yesterday, His presence will surely be missed. He now lays beside the old oak tree, Where now he can rest in peace. True my heart is saddened, The heavens took his soul. For he lived a life of kindess, His heart was pure as gold. His spirit now sings with the angles, Chosen among only a few. Gone from this world, my friend, I will forever be thinking of you.
Reason for writing:
A few years ago my friend from my teen years died and although we were in contact every so often I did not hear of his death until a year later. The news truly saddened my heart. He was young enough and I never expected him to die so soon.
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