A Promise I made, (a Haiku Inspired Poem)
To My Friend
He lay on pavement,
My friend burned, and was dying.
Skin barely hung on,
Comfort given, I was trying.
Last words were spoken,
His head cradled in my arms.
"Is Jesus here now?"
"Yes", i said, "He's with us now."
My young friend then died.
But, before he flew away,
He knew that I cared,
And I still do, till this day,