Faye Sizemore

ON QUEENS BOULEVARD

Walking alone
looking a friendship
to call home

You saw her needs
and all the bad things
in her garden of weeds

Remember the friendship
that was given you…
that never wavered
and was always true

Meg has gone home now
God Bless her… you miss her –
Her friends’ heads do bow

Could there be relief
in your new grief
… peace in your mind

to extend a hand in kind
to one on Queens Boulevard
… walking alone

looking for a friendship
to call home…