One Faithful Friend
Tiny pink flower, so alone,
In verdant fields, how you've grown.
No hands to nourish, none to tend,
We all long for one faithful friend.
Just a single cloud in the sky,
Waiting for a mate to float by.
Grey rain gathered by sighing wind,
We all long for one faithful friend.
Brown pup struggles to thrive, to live,
All others lost, has love to give,
Must find that One's torn heart to mend.
We all long for one faithful friend.
She sat, lonely, while crowds rushed through.
Young hearts break so easily too.
Cold, wet nose, she looked down, grinned!
We all long for one faithful friend!
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