I had a friend and we were the best of friends.
One day he just moved somewhere without telling me.
I thought he was gone for good but then
God made my wish true and he came back.
We went our separate ways, he played with his friends and I played with mines, we talked a little here and then.
After a while he moved again and this time it was for real.
He is were his parents and family want to be and I don't blame him.
I just wish the best for my friend and
that nothing bad happens to him.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
losing a friend is a loss unmatchable. good work