to my friends

dont know if i be back soon 

but i know that i love you to the moon

are you comfortable with that 

i recall how i met the most beautiful faces

at the inn , had the most fun times at loxdale 

this wore the days i would come to cherish 

and i hope you dont will , vanish 

but these poems are my postcards

to my friends 

to those who left a mark in heart 

i tend to make into art