Georgette
I miss my little friend next door
She fell and went away
I await news of her return
With the long passage of each day.
Tomorrow I'll visit her once more
And again she'll ask me to take her home
I just pray she still remembers me
When I lie and say. "It won't be long!"
So tonight I'll kneel and pray
That I remain strong like she
And not complain but to have hope
That my little pal will be brought back to me.
Brenda Elizabeth Rose
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