Memories of a friend of mine

How fragile life is said to be
Yet, falls on faulting ears
But breaks the silence when we lose
A friend so close and dear

A waving hand, a smiling face
moments caught in time
You flew with birds, now you fly with angels
Memories of a friend of mine

Author's Notes/Comments: 

To a hang gliding friend who died yesterday. 5/26/2012

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