Wither the friend

As one loves another as their spirits join together to become one. Both friends join together and follow their path of life together. Not one foot goes in front of the other friends foot, They march together side by side. Each step travels their journey of life together. Knowing that the love they share never needs to be spoken, its just there. There families both also become friends and both families become one.
They that loved beyond the world cannot be separated. Death cannot kill what never dies. Nor spirits can never be divided, That love and live in the same principle that root and record their friendship. Death is not at thou's whom are crossing the world as friends do the seas. They live in one another still even after one has left to heaven. The other remains and still carries on with only the memories left. As long as the memories remain the one that left to heaven shall never truly die. Ask yourself who will carry on your memory as I ponder whom will be the one that carries on my memory. I carry on my friends memories so they will never truly die. Truly I believe that there will be no one who carries on my memory, just as there is no one spending time with me now as I age and wither away. Whom will be there for me? Whom shall be there for you? Who walks side by side with you as you travel onward with your life's journey. Whom shall be the one that you carry on their memory as they pass to the glory road of heaven?