Heal Him Poem by Pondering6649 Ponder

</>Heal him
I asked, I pleaded I begged 

Make him
The way we remember him, at once my GOOD friend 

You have the power
To make him fresh

Hear my cry
Mend him, I said

Time passes by 
I see little changes
Signs of hope
But with little scope 

I need him to be well, cured is better instead! !

It's so long ago since he was my real brother
The very essence of him hidden under those unshakeable covers

Heal him
I ask, I plead, I beg