When you are sad, and down
You called for your friends, and they come around,
When you are back from out of town
There will be gathering, and all friends gathered about,
When you are happy, and chirpy
Your friends gave you a pat on your shoulder,
Your delightful smile, they love, knowing you are well ...
One day the phone calls stopped
There is no door bell ringing, and no knocking on the door,
You don't see so much of your friend
For so much to be done, and so little time,
Gatherings which you are missing out
Friends are wondering, when you are coming about,
Your delightful company, they have missed, but hope you are well ...
You sounded so mellow over the phone
So weary, and so drained, hope you are okay,
Nobody has seen you around for some time
Nobody seem to have seen you for awhile,
So much of curious thoughts lurking around
Wondering, assuming, what is going on,
You have been missed, and hope you have returned for good and well ...
1 comment:
sad to say that this has never happen to me so far.....
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