One for the Road

Blessed is a person who perseveres under trial,
And the heart that can share its abode.
I've know You for a sometime while. . .
Pour me some friendship ----
one for the road.
 
Friends do bear each other's stress;
And just bein' mine, You've support the load.
I love You as Sisters would, I confess. . .
Pour me some understanding ----
one for the road.
  
Beautiful is the woman, who's honest, as well
And whose heart follows this mode.
Tempered through teasing, she doesn't fail. . .
Pour me some awe ----
one for the road.
  
Playing and teasing can be love in disguise;
With love between, our friendship won't erode
And though some form of taunts may come in lies. . .
Pour me some laughs ----
one for the road.
  
People come and some have to go;
Some take a part of us away.
People come and You must know. . .
Some leave a part of 'em to stay.
Whether we like them or not
The latter comes to past
Even through hearts borrowed or bought,
Bits and pieces is  how our hearts are cast.
  
So I guess there will someday be a space
At least ---- on my part
According to what I believe:  A face. . .
A memory of You in my heart.
  
I leave with You these memories of rhyme,
With sensitive feeling, all in code.
I leave with you, myself in these lines. . .
Pour me some mystery ----
one for the road. . .

One, for the Road