My first bestfriend

this is fiction...

I once had a friend who Loved wearing a blue hat Amazing was her soul, she was The best friend I ever had         To the same primary school we went Together we played ball And in the class, separate we sat We didn't mind at all         On weekends, we always met to walk Spike the little dog Then off to old Tom’s farm we went to ride horses all day long         Aunt Mary, bless her soul, she was The best aunt in the town She used to bake cookies for us Before Saturday's sun was down

My friend had to move one day With her family she went west Alone I went to school that day And sat right on her desk         We kept writing to each other, but Still it was not the same Sweet Marry died that year, and Old Tom’s farm went to flames         On weekends I stayed home and Think of her was all I did no horses, nor cookies were left and my dreams, West the slid         I have my friends now, her own she has But no one will take her place We took an oath, again we'll meet And bring back the good old days