Sometimes I just sit here listening to the howling
Of the wind thinking about how it all began
While the campfire lights up my face I slowly
Feel the heat while thinking about my fallen
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A well written Narrative style poem. Her story kept alive. Your ending making us look at ourselves, acknowledging that you don't know why things happen and that we often take life for granted.
Life and death! ! Death of a friend. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.