Ivory

A Poem By marienicole // 10/31/2007

A glimpse of my old friend
Brings a flood of memories;
Of laughter and sorrow,
Of hymns and symphonies.

Mem’ries of the whole new world
She opened up to me.
Full of magic and music,
A world that is carefree.

I remember the songs
With which she eased my pain.
Her quiet, steady voice
Was like Spring’s healing rain.

A true and loyal friend,
She held my secrets dear
Of what the future held
And the reason for my tears.

In all my joyful moments,
She celebrated too.
Sharing in my happiness
With shouts of Allelu!

A glimpse of my old friend
Brings a flood of memories,
Of laughter and sorrow;
My good friend Ivory.

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