May I Not Cry

A tragic poem of friendship

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May I admit this day
My way has yet to change
My thoughts are still fair game
My dreams remain the same

May I agree
My way may be
A bit advanced at times
I try to change
Then there’s no game
Or words I cannot rhyme

May I say please
As I tease you friend
For what are friends if they
Won’t share a joke
A poke for fun
While we tease in our own way

May I regress
Just once this day
What could have been is gone
You stomped or clawed
Through all our years
Since the day that you were born

May I not cry
As I say goodbye
I’ve left you my good friend
I’ll not look back
Your days of flack
Are gone and that is that.
— WOLRAD

(A poem from the Wolrad collection #289)