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Show FR1EXI) OF MINK by Naomi Cottam Where were you, Friend of Mine? I needed you and called you, but you could not hear; You were too far away in slumber deep And distance stretched between, though we were near. 'Twas dawning and the beauty of the sky Wrenched from my soul a cry of poignant pain; I needed you to share the hurt with me, And cried, unanswered, for me once again. Where were you, Friend of Mine? I needed you and called pou, but you then had gone. I called and listened, and the echoes died away, And I remembered I must fight alone. The struggle would have seemed so much less hard Had your strong hand been there to help me fight Had hopeful words come from your tender lips But when I called you did sot hear me right. Where were you, Friend of Mine? I needed you and called you loudly long I found a Loved One, deep 'neath sadness bent, And needed then your joyou, merry song. The sunshine of your smile would banish tears The music of your voice dispel all gloom; I stood and sorrowed, powerless to help, And called you loudly, but you did not come. Where were you, Friend of Mine? I needed you and called you, but my voice was low; My heart was breaking for a need of you, And, as I called, the tears began be-gan to show. Had you forgiven, had you tried to understand, Had you tried to see the motives for my deed, Your anger would not then have hurt me so. Forgive! Oh, Friend of Mine, your love I need! |