Friends

On winter's night,
When stars were bright,
And moon so clear and round.
Sitting on my chair,
Were thoughts of who I care,
Longing to meet them around.
I wandered through my past,
Where my happiness had last,
Oh , where would I find another one......
So special and true friends they were.
I ask God, why me, to leave from there ?
And I just feel its so unfair,
But now I should move forward from here,
Make new friends,
And new memories, to share ..........