The trail you left lies deep in my heart
Leading to all the good times and bad
Following it might make me sad,and
Looking back would be even hard.
You were Twelve and I was Ten
Making a team together as one
Playing with dolls was not meant for us
On adventures we sought with limited fuss
Our bonding was strong that’s what we thought
Then where did it go wrong making you drift apart?
In response to today’s prompt.Thinking about my long lost childhood friend.A Rock solid friend more of a sibling to me,who drifted away without a trace some times back.