Photo Credit: Ray Grau My best friend has moved on To a place maybe a foreign land: Things happen when we did not Know better nor had a plan: Still, I remember good memories When we talk, laugh, admire boys, men and each of us dance to upful, Rhythm & blues, Caribbean songs, Reggae, hip hop and slow jams: My best friend found her true love Without a goodbye, her number, Her presence becomes non-existence: I learn what it means to live life, Alone, appreciate my love ones, Laugh, forgive, be kind even when I feel the absence of our adulthood Bond, non-existence: Now I am seeing more And more the grace of the mighty king On the throne, who is my forever friend That always blesses me with complete Compassion, wisdom, life span & assistance. Empress Journee