I dreamed last night of my good friend.
I dreamed our friendship did not end.
Our hearts united in God’s land
Where friends were walking hand in hand.
I dreamed I cared about her soul
And everything about her whole.
I wish that dreams could still come true.
I wish our friendship was new.
Instead my heart grows bitter still.
With falling tears I climb the hill.
My body touches the cold ground.
I know my tears are falling down.
Not long ago, I gave my all,
But now between us is a wall.
Oh, God, this wall I cannot break.
My heart and soul are just one ache.
She threw away the gifts I gave.
My burning tears now mark a grave.
Filled with sorrow, my heart cries.
I see the sadness in my eyes.
To stand again amid the grass
And hear once more the winds that pass;
But bitter eyes see not the rain,
Nor feel the sun through blinding pain.
God of wind, and rain, and storm,
Please keep me safe and keep me warm.
Place pure forgiveness in my heart.
Plant friendship’s seed and watch it start.
Yu/stan/kema (age 15).