A True Friend's Breeze

Sitting on the bench, with a wine glass softly gripped
I felt alone, and then my mind suddenly dripped
To a memory of a friend whom I knew
From a long time ago who was then in my life so new.

As I take a sip of the wine on my hand,
I suddenly felt the breeze of a friend who once held my hand
To shout out loud the feelings I have inside
And for my fear in life's hurdles to subside.

Her breeze seems to caress me in my lonely times
And lifted me up in my weary times.
She made these rhymes in my mind
As I try to reminisce a friend, who was one of a kind.

A true friend's breeze is unique
Bearing such characteristic.
Back then I was shattered, and she made me whole
And held my hand and pull me out the hole.