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where do your tears fall tonight
on a pen and pad
in a lounger on your back patio
perhaps in your car
somewhere near the cross roads
of some remote highway
how are your despairing demons
holding out this late summer's eve
fledgling fractures upon a soul
buried in a body that has
witnessed too much carnage
and waste
humanity, you have likely learned
can be an awfully thin thread of a
tether
so tell me tonight where is your soul
in all this aggravated weather
watching the amazing variety of the
distant stars far beyond
or curled up mentally in some corner
to my way of believing
you are bravery itself incarnate
your code and your convictions
mark you as utterly unique
I read your words and recognize
that most receding part of you
a man with his wounds forced to carry
still so much baggage
but ever the gracious soul
he little complains
he'd rather send out light and love
and give hope to uncertain lost causes
these are his finer gifts of self
those are character perfections
that make me more certain
you always have been my own soul's
'Fondest Friend'.................
(Aug. 30, 2013 1141pm)