Field of Friends

I've had friends

Invisible, and solid

Some, and then none

One, and only one, 

Some who loved to please me

While others dared to deceive me

Those who've looked into my eyes and lied

And those who've made me cry

This is not the end. 

I know that somewhere, someday, 

I'll see you again

However, lacking the title

Thank you for giving me the good

And proving the bad

I've recognized my worth

Acknowledged that there's too little time on this Earth

As every sun meets its moon.

So as I move on,

I thank you for planting the seeds

And allowing me to walk through your garden

Realize I can't water your plants anymore 

My job here is done

As I've got new gardens to grow upon 

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