The Lost Friend

I lost a friend the other day. By doing her job - she send me away. Shocked, confused, my mind full of anger. How seriously close was I to danger? I kept to myself thinking this was best. To her now I'd seem just a pest. She's probably moved on, she's not to blame. And for my actions - I felt only shame. On our Sabbot of Beltane we celebrated love. I thought again of my friend on the ladder above. After al that has happened - does she think of me too? Would she accept me back now - well would you?