Friends have gone…….
To reap first you must sow
to teach first you must know
to make beauty out of gold
fire first you must blow
to gain minds you must bow
a kid gave birth to a doe
differences must be known
before your impacts are shown
you sure will live alone
your clothe will have to soak
in heavy rain and in snow
before your name is known
love will never be shown
to you even from your own
your passage will be dark as coal
and your life will be that of a owl
that hunts at night alone
your kin wont care to know
and good friends will have to go…
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immaculate imagery that makes me imagine
exactly how many friends have gone – and left me alone