My friend an original by Lydia Rachel Stone

My friend 

By Lydia Rachel Stone 

My friend, where have you gone?

I looked in the streets and 

you were not there. 

I looked by the well and you were not there.

I went to our favorite places to spend time. 

I searched high and low. 

I searched for you because

 you are my friend. 

Where are you?

At home.

You were in your home with your family.

My family.

My friend, I found you where I left you.






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