Blessed
Dearest friend, on this lonely night,
To you, I thought that I may write.
Marvelous fun had we, many a time,
Be it capricious jests, or silly rhymes.
After countless joys, only now a tear,
Sadly I am without you I fear.
But to have known you: for that I'm blessed!
Content, that in celestial arms you shall rest.
And now this final sentiment I share:
Tibi, amice, semper pulcher.
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