Dear Diary
Dear Diary,
I know that you don’t have eyes or ears,
but you listen, and you need to hear,
that today my heart broke in my chest,
as I heard my best friend was laid to rest.
He was fighting something for a while,
and through it all he kept a smile,
diary,
I remember seeing a lump on his head,
and the doctor said he needed to stay in bed,
my mommy says he’ll be better now,
but I still don’t understand how,
I gave him my favorite stuffed bear,
daddy said it shows I care,
diary,
I miss this kid with every fiber I got,
but they took him away in a wooden box,
and now mom says I have to say goodbye,
she said “darling its ok to cry”,
but mommy, daddy, why are you upset?
they said “oh God, I hope she’ll forget”,
Oh diary,
I hope my best friend will be home quick,
Because he told me, diary, HE told me,
that he wasn’t sick.
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