First Friends

Willow’s first friend

Has deep dark eyes, that look at her with love,

Most of the time.

He loves to run and shout for joy,

Willow filled with laughter gallops after him,

Because he’s her first friend.

He reads, she follows along.

He jumps, she leaps.

He cries, she kisses him.

Because he’s her first friend.

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