One Single Impression: Miss (long for)
The Friend I Miss
We met there on the bridge one early morn
Admired your beauty always when I passed
Always thinking of the hard life you had
Friend my dear I miss you now very much
You've gone away I'm guessing in the morn
You were laying there lifeless on the side
Brave, you died a death you never deserved
Each time I pass I pause and wonder why
I miss the sight, you watching for a bite
Did you have a family I'll never know
No grave no flowers just a few will mourn
Count me one to ponder each time I pass
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- - - - - - - - Prompt word, Miss (Long for), suggested by Harshad Meta
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Also linked February 3, 2015, to the Real Toads, Tuesday Platform
- Every time I'd cross the bridge I would look for this grey heron. He would sit on the rail of the Hwy 1097 bridge over the north end of Lake Conroe (Texas).
- Finally one day I was able to take his picture. He would always fly away when I slowed too much. Once I saw him dive for a fish. He didn't come back up so I am sure he went 'out to eat.'
- The day we returned from our Midwest holiday I looked for him. Instead there was a pile of feathers and legs and bones by the side on the bridge where he liked. I hope it was a sudden death. Probably a truck sucked him off his perch.
- I wanted the poem to be able to stand independently of the bird picture. My interpretation then would be about a 'wandering' lady I met who encountered a terrible misfortune.
- It can be whatever the reader wishes. Possibly it might relate to an experience in his or her life.
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