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Abandoned Friend


Written: August 2011

There it lays. Far beyond my window pane.

I have looked at it so many times. Wow!

So strong as it fought through the wind and rain

You won’t be the same you were back then. Just

before the rain, momma yelled my whole name

and then I ran in fear, I left you there.

From the window I watched, you soak in rain.

From the window I watched, so sad. Now here,

peeking from behind the screen door. I then

bust through the door, and run to you. Teddy!

“Here I come” I yelled, loud enough for my

mom to hear. Still, I ran to you. Ready

for whatever punishment I may receive.

Ahh! Now that we’re united I can breath.