Losing My Friend
As the flowers blow, I sit. As the trees sway I wait. As the grass grows green, I remember. As the days go by, I say to myself, He's gone, never to be seen again. I sit. Sit quietly. Why him? Did you have to? Please not him; the only one I could trust! Please make him change his mind. Show him what's it's like for me! Sitting there on a great day. That's almost perfect for me. But with no sun. Trees, Or flowers. Bring him back As I sit alone Wait. Laugh. Laugh and cry I can remember. Remember! |
