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Rated: E · Poetry · Biographical · #2016319
this is a poem about my husbands aunt which I dearly loved.

My Friend

Lisa Noe*Cat2*


(She was all alone and up in age.

She loved her church, it was all the rage.

She suffered badly and she was deeply depressed.

A widow without a child, she needed to rest.

She stopped going to church, fore she was in pain.

People who only helped had something to gain.

But, one Christian woman showed she was a friend.

She waited on her until her end.

Tears she shed were upon them who turned in her final days.)

They walked away.*Heart*

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