Places in the heart

You only leave places
not people it seems
no matter how hard you try
some reappear in your dreams

and then there's the prayers
the hopes, and the tears
The friendships, the heartaches
the Loves and the fears

Don't get me wrong!

Places of beauty
are great to behold
But Places can be bought
And without conscience be sold

But People...

specially friends...

Unlike places...

occupy room in our heart.

Always remembered no matter,
how far apart...

I have known sadness
That time cannot erase,
But nothing, not a thing,

Brings me as much joy....

As a smile upon a face....

What a privilege it is
to know unconditional love,

"without end"

And to have those in my life,
That I can call friends...