A Poem About My True Friend Robert
The grace he once showed,
Have's gone away,
The smile he had can light up the room,
It's gone forever and a day his light-hearted spirt,
Is now heavy with despair?
He's dying, for someone to notice him,
But he just pretends it's fine
He looks up once agin now,
come on eagle; take me home,
I'm ready to go...
Copyright © Kristina Gilpin | Year Posted 2008
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