Looking through the room, all I can
See is an empty chair
The chair that was with a person
With whom I shared my thoughts with
The chair that used to stand for a Friendship bond between us
A bond that stronger than any friendship I had ever known
The empty chair was not just a chair but a sign that you were always there
But now you're gone and there the chair will last until the person whom was sitting there comes back
By: Marysol Hinojosa
Dedicated to a true friend who has past on
marysol hinojosa
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