Imaginary Friend
My daughter said her friend was Lee;
I smiled but only saw our Jo,
who skipped and laughed and climbed a tree.
I wondered would you see him though,
and was he only lost on me?
In some dimension I don't know,
perhaps that boy is clear to see...
written 21st June for Regina's Make Believe contest
Copyright © Jack Horne | Year Posted 2020
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