Looking through the room, all I can br See is an empty chair br The chair that was with a person br With whom I shared my thoughts with br The chair that used to stand for a Friendship bond between us br A bond that stronger than any friendship I had ever known br The empty chair was not just a chair but a sign that you were always there br But now you're gone and there the chair will last until the person whom was sitting there comes back br br By: Marysol Hinojosa br br Dedicated to a true friend who has past onbr br marysol hinojosabr br