I MISS MY FRIEND
 

I miss my friend. 

I miss the every day “talks” on ICQ.
 
I miss his wit, his charm, the silliness, the jokes and the fights.

I miss his support, his encouragement, his positive attitude, his criticism. 

I miss the Scottish history lessons, his pride in his heritage and his country.

I miss his concern, his love, his humbleness and his friendship. 

I miss his patience, his selfishness, his love of nature, poetry, books and music

I miss singing the Corrie’s songs with him. 

I miss the web cam pointed out the window so I could see the neighborhood.

I miss the crazy stories of his youth.

I miss the seriousness of our conversations.

I miss the silliness of our conversations.

I miss talking about the Lord, Heaven and Eternity with him.

I miss him teasing me about my cider drinking, even though he knew it was sweet cider

I miss his bravery, his resolve, his kindness, and his generosity

I miss the way he would infuriate me and within a few minutes have me laughing.

I miss you, Johnny, every day......and I always will.

 Pauline: December 18, 2003

 

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