You became my friend

I want you well 

I want you to be ok,

I want you to laugh with a chuckle galore 

Your smile released...  forevermore.

You bring out the sun

You bring our my challenged heart

You bring out the love I have for you sister

Hence why I have constantly missed ya.

Your smile will return

Your heart shall go a higher rate 

Your love for one and all,

Sheering comes with humble fate.

Try and try again 

I won’t lose hold of your hands 

God willing and faithfulness 

That is always part of the our godly plan. 

Jason Andrews 

16th December 2017

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