My oldest friend,
until the end,
how I miss our daily drives.
My heart yearns to hear you sing again,
and see your goofy dancing in sun or rain.
I wish you knew, or do you?
How hard that night i cried,
when you were shot in the back and in my arms you died.
I wish I knew who did it,
I wish I'd seen his face;
I'd find him where he sits
and rid him from this place.
But even killing your killer could not fill this hole.
He murdered more than my friend,
he put a bullet through my soul.
RIP Smiley
©jacob5311
J