Friends come in and out of touch,
Connection breaks or mends.
Struggling with being alone,
Rarely finds that place called home.
We wander through each daily minute,
Hoping to hear a caring voice.
Deadened air fills up with sticky sadness,
As the days pass when left alone.
Miracles happen every day,
One upon this very piece of paper.
A friend lost far too long ago,
Appeared amongst the lost and found.
I found my very best and dearest friend,
And tossed away my loss and made it found.
Our hearts connected with hands held tight,
Becoming Two Hearts of Gold & Silver.
A Poem Written for Candy by Dr. Deb