The forgotten Three in One
One and one doesn't make three. It was the three in one set for us to see. Always there to guide us down life's long but temporary path. It's been a while since I've had a conversation with my friend. But He knows He'll always be there. Waiting and hoping my first love does patiently for me to remember them. So many things to do and watch and see. I forget how wonderful it was until something goes bad then it's my friend I wish I had. Their comfort is there for me throughout until things get better then I forget. But He waits, hoping I won't forget them so we can share and enjoy.(poems go here)
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