Old Friends

To all my old friends

whom I may never see again:

 

If you hear of my death

go outside and breathe deeply.

I will do the same for you.

Reviews

[Anthony M Smith Jr]

Yes, the breath of life. Nice poem.

[Toni Prehoda Kahler]

This is noble, honoring, without anxiety or denial. The deep breathing is powerful in contrast to death. Much wisdom here.

[G. Cedillo]

ouch. and wow. simply beautiful

[Emily B]

Yes, quite finished. Complete and whole.

[All faded blue]

This is quite lovely, simple and to the point. Nicely done. I like how calmly it expresses your wishes for the reactions of your friends.