Last Freind Standing

Do I even like me
Am I my friend or my foe
If I had to guess 
I'd have to say no

Had so many wonderful friends in life
I feel so very blessed
Almost all have passed away now
Can't seem to find the rest

I prayed and cried
For each as they passed
Wondering who would be next
Seems they all went so fast

Am I the last friend that I'll ever have 
Has it come down to just me 
It's no fun being the last one 
But it's just Gods will to be
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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