Sunday, November 22, 2009

Where Do You Go To Get Thick Gloves

GP


The memory of a friend


I think that nothing else much comfort us,
than the memory of a friend, the joy of his
confidence



or the immense relief of Essert

you told him with absolute confidence:



just because a friend.


Comfort desire to see him far away,

to summon him to feel him close,

almost hear his voice and continue talks

never finished.



David Maria Turoldo


I dedicate this poem to my best friend


that has accompanied me with his friendship along a stretch of my life

helping to overcome difficult moments, to be found along the path.


This is no longer with us, remains his lasting memory of a sincere person.


by Gianpiero.






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