My Memories Are Warm, Not Cold

This man I knew, was always there
And always showed me love,

A little more than a friend
He was like god above,

Would watch over me
Although could not stop my pain,

Now he is no longer here
My life will not been the same,

I went to see him at rest
And cried as I held his hand,

I did not want to believe
I had lost my truest friend,

He is with me in my thoughts
And will always be in my heart,

One day we will be reunited
And then never again will part,

I hope in all I do
He is watching over me,

I know he would be proud
If he could only see,

Our friendship was a gift
That I will forever hold,

In my deepest of memories,
Where it is warm, not cold.