On Moving On

When friends move on,
I pause to think.
We had known more than little,
And those moments shared,
They seemed much brittle.

The first has moved on,
She is on maternity leave.
The second has moved further,
Hers the country to leave.
The third has grown wiser,
He has turned a new leaf.

As each friend moves away,
I thank God for having had a friend.

A soul who made life different in a unique way.
Blessed is he indeed to have found himself such a friend!