Was good at to compose words...
Took the form of the analogy...
And philosofi...
All beautiful and have meaning...
He my friend...
Still was young...
However mature the heart...
Shared sincerely...
Through his expression...
To entertain the heart...
The spirit's illumination...
The hope opener...
For all of us...
It is hoped...
Criticism not the obstacle...
Was not stroked by praise ...
Continued to work...
My friend's, Aephobia.
*TQ Bro for this appreciation, from the deepest heart..and this poem i dedicated for all of my friends that always shared by reading my articles :)