Tokens

Tokens

A Poem by Fabian G. Franklin
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Friendship

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Tokens

 

Looking back to a railroad track

I walked in late July

In the summer of nineteen seventy six

And how the time flew by

 

I worked a job and paid my way

Walked home all through September

Before a good friend took me in

And I was thankful in November

 

Rain would soak right through my coat

Or the days were hot and dust blew

With honeysuckle and creosote

A man does what he must do

 

We rode in a nineteen forty coupe

A candy apple Chevrolet

Winter evenings we'd have soup

At his mother's house along the way

 

Through the years, friends and miles

I've seen along with autumn gold

Summer days and warmer smiles

Turning gray... as I grow old

 

Lost many lovers and best of friends

But still I cling to this;

Every heart on trust depends

And not some fleeting goodbye kiss

 

To the friends that honored me

With friendship through the years

And to the ones that have passed away

And left my heart in tears

 

I wrote a bit of poetry

And this, for the world to see

I've cherished you as you cherish me

Though some, I cherish in memory

 

Through the years I've kept some things

From friendship that are tokens

Some bits and baubles, beads and strings

That remember love unspoken

 

Thank you for the good times;

The swimming in the creek

The long days filled with sunshine

The kisses on my cheek

 

Thank you for the memories

Like children being born

Thank you for being there for me

When I was feeling lost and torn

 

Thank you for sharing in my work

To make my burdens light

And allowing me to help with yours

And thank you for the nights

 

You put me up on a cot or bed

And wouldn't let me drive

Or you offered me your sofa

So I could make it home alive

 

Thank you for sharing my laughter

And thank you for sharing my tears

Thank you for being there after

All these years and years

 

It is said a man knows not 

What will come or how life ends

But my life was made from your love

And I owe my life to friends

 

So if I've forgotten some trinket

Given to me in youth

Remember my years and don't think it

Ungrateful of me for in truth

 

It was those very same memories

Of which I have not spoken

That are the treasures kept in me

Like promises, never broken

 

When my years fulfill in me

The time that brings my death

Please remember in certainty

That until my dying breath

 

I treasure mementos of friendship

And I treasure our memories

For the best of love and life are made

From tokens such as these

 

 


© 2018 Fabian G. Franklin



Author's Note

Fabian G. Franklin
Photo of a friend: lost to cancer in 2012.

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Interesting as time passes by, so swiftly it seems, that we begin to recall those fond, fond memories of old. Friends long forgotten, friends long gone, friends we have neglected and wish we hadn't. Still it's wonderful to be able to recollect those times when we were all together.

Take care - Dave

Posted 5 Days Ago


Fabian G. Franklin

4 Days Ago

Thank you Dave. I've lost some good friends along life's way. I mean the kind you start in childhood.. read more
Dave

4 Days Ago

Know what you mean. Time stands still for none of us so all we have left are our memories.
'I treasure mementos of friendship ~~ And I treasure our memories ~~ For the best of love and life are made ~~ From tokens such as these.. '

Start to finish: fine meter, thoughts, meanings, phrases, affection, trust and memories.. this is SUPERB without wearing saccharine socks.. tis beautiful, truly is.

Posted 1 Week Ago


and some tokens are just in the mind...remembrances captured in retrospect...something we will always have---
friendships make us richer in ways material assets never can.
j.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


Fabian G. Franklin

2 Weeks Ago

Agreed my friend. Thanks for reading.

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