R.S.K

We were friends

Once upon a time

But a stupid lie

Pulled us apart



And I forgot

Why he was

Ever my friend

In the first place



Until we met

Upon that windey road

One chilly day

And we stopped to talk



And now it seems

That he's my best friend

A step further then

Where we were before



And he told me today

That I was his best friend

I had moved up

A spot on his black board

Author's Notes/Comments: 

For Robert S. Koerber.

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