I lost my friend under the rain.

She and I use to run long distances

when we were young.

We spoke of sweethearts and dreams,

sports and basketball.

We shared french fries,

Dr. Pepper and coke floats.

She held the record for the broad jump

in school.  I played basketball,

I was a forward.

There were always tomorrows,

until I lost my friend in the rain.

She let go one day

leaning outside against her car in the rain,

it was suicide…

Copyrighted:  February 2018 CMM