My Beautiful Friend
I'm in the woods all alone,
I'm wandering on and on,
I find myself lost in the trees,
I hear something,
It sounds fierce and strong,
I turn and start running,
I stumble and fall,
Oh no it's almost too late!
Soon I'll be on something's plate,
I fear what is to come,
I pray with all my soul,
I look up into the eyes of what appears to me a foal,
This beautiful creature with soft black hair,
The eyes the color of the earth,
Such beauty in a creature I've never seen before,
We find our way out of such fright,
And return home where we can live and grow together foreverm
My faithful friend has now just diedm
I still remember the day in the woods,
When I looked into his eyes for the very first time.
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