Some Friends Leave
You left and I let you go,
There were no hurts or regrets.
True love is freedom, it is so -
With us, no need to fret.
It is not that I never cared,
Some changes we need to face.
Roads turn for us who dared,
Some don't leave a trace.
And in Life we must accept,
Some friends come and some go.
Keep in mind that I never left,
The door's open, if you must know
Cynthia Buhain-Baello-----May 31, 2013
Copyright © Cynthia Buhain-Baello | Year Posted 2016
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