September 28th…“DID YOU EVER LOSE A GOOD FRIEND WHEN HIS FEELINGS CHANGED TO THE NEGATIVE ABOUT YOU?”
POEM – “My Fault, Sorry Walt!” by N. Elliott Noorlun
It must’ve been my fault, I’m sorry, Walt, Yet up until this day,
I do not know, How I hurt you so, To make you feel this way.
There was the time, In a better clime, When we were brothers true,
But you went dead, From things I said, Since then, I’ve felt so blue.
If only I knew, What I did to you, At least then I’d understand,
But to you, I’m dead, And that I dread, Now you treat me, Oh so bland.
Life has moved on, Yet I dwell upon, My failure on your part,
What did I do, That would cause you to, Have such a calloused heart?
Did I not follow through, To you, so true, With what I said I’d do?
Was it something about your family, Made you do those mean things, too?
Walt, you are such a talented man, In so many wondrous ways,
To lose you as friend, Makes my spirit bend, And be troubled the rest of my days.
Norwegian Farmer's Son 