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My Long Lost Friend


The mem’ries of my long lost friend, who took Me out of my woeful misery, fled Into the unknown, leaving words unsaid A mystery. I would constantly look Back at the past, picturing the blue book That you wrote of our adventures; I read It before and I laid it on my bed. I’ll always have it to read by the brook. My weeping heart aches for your soon return, But I know—deep inside—that will never Be. And even though we may be apart, Through all the tribulations, I have learned Our cherished love can never be severed And forever will you be in my heart.
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