Sunday, May 06, 2012

True friend

I was alone,
sitting by the pier,
looking at the sea,
as the wind blew
and my feet dangled.
People past around me,
not noticing I was there,
looking,
thinking,
dreaming,
waiting,
Then, a person came,
hold my hand tight,
and say "Come and play with me,"
After that, I never be alone again.

~This is mine by the way. I didn't copy it, I think. Edited by Fatihah Fauzi, 2017.

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