The T Shirt by Richard VinceWhenever I get clean socks out of
My wardrobe, I see it sitting there,
The T shirt I never gave to you,
But that no one else would really
Appreciate.
There were lots of things we didn't
Get to do together that we always
Talked about, mostly things
I doubt I will do without you.
It's only a year ago that you were
Some friendly, smiley girl that
Some of my friends knew who
I met in a pub on a Sunday evening,
But somehow now we've been
Right through friendship and out
The other side, into that wilderness
Where to me you're just a memory.
You're probably still smiley and friendly,
Though not to me any more.
I do still wonder if you ever knew
Just how much I adored you,
And how many of my poems you read
Were about you and how much
I looked forward to you phoning
And how I knew you would never
See me the same way.
And now you've become one of
The best friends I ever lost,
Which is something you'll
Probably never know.
So, although you probably never
Think of me, I often wonder how you are
And what you're doing these days,
And how you'd have looked in that T shirt. 12/24/2002 Posted on 12/24/2002 Copyright © 2024 Richard Vince
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