My Poetry Friend Imaginary 
 

We met in worlds eons ago

You taught me that poetry must have flow

I learned how to rhyme and reason each week

It was your knowledge of poetry that I seek.
 

My tears have poured out since I heard the news

Your reading of poetry was such inspirational muse

I didn’t get to tell you goodbye

I’m not sure I could have without a cry 
 

I look for a sign from you that you are happy and ok

I no longer have your smile to brighten my day

I lie down and close my eyes

Hoping it will all be a bad dream when I arise 
 

An angel appears to me in my room that night

There was an intense bright light

She was dressed in white with huge wings that fluttered

Is that you Imaginary, I muttered? 
 

She left behind one feather to show she was here

And to tell our friends near and dear

Not to cry any more

She was safely in Heaven’s door 
 
 

Written in memory of Imaginary by Texas Starr & Landwalker

Dedicated on June 29, 2006