A Greeting Card. ..

Will we still

smile as we pass,

our friendship bound

in a common knowledge?

Will silence become

the motto of our greetings?

To have known

the softness of you

hiding in a world

of cruel hardness,

makes what we were

beautiful.

Warmth in night

broke cold at dawn,

as we each were drawn

through the maze of our lives

hoping the pain

will be overcome in sunlight.

Never knowing hope

is to stop trying.

Never knowing love

is to stop feeling.

Never knowing you

would have been tragic