Tara Guillory


Dear Friends


If my dear friends ever had the ability to leave
Oh, how would I ever survive?
The day is weary and the night is dreary
Be it far from me the day I never see the discreetness
Of my dear friends
My dear friends are always near,
My dear friends are forever stuck to the soles of my feet
My dear friends, whom have no mouth, but speak in many ways
Are sometimes far more loyal than my verbal friends
I love my dear friend, Sir Shadow, my companion of the moon
I love my dear friend, Miss Shadowess, my companion of the sun

(11 October 2011)

Submitted: Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Edited: Wednesday, October 12, 2011

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