My Second Chance

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  • Friendship

    My Second Chance

    We were friends,great friends
    You were always there for me
    You remained yourself,I changed
    It was bond to happen
    Even though I wish it wouldn't have
    I move to another state
    I left you behind
    Years have passed
    My thoughts of you have been very few
    The other day I saw you
    I couldn't believe that it was true
    You remember me, the real me
    I hope our realationship will again grow
    That what we once had,will never be lost again.

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    CAREBEAR’s Poems (5)

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