Jimmy

Every week we meet
But not one word do we speak
Once a week for nearly half a year
Yet we have never met I fear

I have my group
You have yours
Nothing unusual
To only know from a far

When the end came near
A friendship did appear
Nothing major I must say
But still nice in its own way

To think we have never spoken face to face
To never feel your embrace
All the same I know you well
After seeing you with your Heather
There’s nothing else to tell

You brought something out
Something I did not believe could be
I give this as a thank you
For you have made a writer out of me