Posted by MFish

Memories of friendships
are stuck in his head.
A need to write them down now,
or I will forget them instead.

He was a man remembering,
so many others,
be they Mothers or Fathers,
Sisters or brothers.

He was quite fickle,
in many ways,
for he loved most people,
until the end of his days.

He was lonely,
but had many friends.
When asked a question,
he'd say simply, It all depends.