Non-Ending Friendship Poem by Wamii Flyer

Wyoming, mid Summer
Noon, right underneath the Sun

We ate watermelon together
Dangling our feet on the edge of a cliff

You gave me a locket
With a triangle inside

Back then, we were young
I grew, yet you stayed a child

Today, I stand upon your grave
Returning my childhood present
Placing the necklace gently on your headstone

''Here, have this. It's a locket. I'll get it back when we meet again.''

September 22,1989
You still haven't returned.