Whispers on the wind

A poem about losing friends.

Talking to friends one day, talking to the air the next
I hoped this day wouldn't come but it still caught me like a hex
Memories of the past and of things long forgotten
I know they will stay in my heart, never will they be rotten
I'm sad to see them go, go so far away
But as they go this I know, that they will be okay
My spirit will be with them thought my mind and body can't
And as I see a shooting star this wish I hope it grants
Their days be filled with happiness, love, joy and peace
Their endeavours and plans to go well or close enough at the very least
The relationships they make and have stay strong throughout their life
And as they go through troubling times, that they don't have too much strife
I speak on behalf of many people as I say this as well as myself and its no lie
No matter how far or how long they're gone our love for them will never die
I know that I will see them again, that feeling down it will not be pinned
They will be soon but won't be for long just whispers on the wind