Posted on: 29 Nov 2007
Where is my friend?
You don’t write, you don’t call, your silent and I am sad. Don’t forget your ties, your bonds, the sisterhood you are connected to. You work hard, you play ruff, don’t forget all that stuff. Come back to me old truth, for you are me and I you. Where are you friend, please write soon…
once, when they were walking along together, they laughed so hard at something (later, they couldn’t even remember what) that they had to stop and lean on each other.
that’s the way it was with them.