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Roding Valley

My Long Term Imaginary Friend

Always near never far

Always trying to raise the bar

Happy face he fills my space

He welcomes me he licks my face

I talk for him, he knows my words

He looks at me it’s so absurd

We are as one I know not why

He always makes me want to cry

I would like him to stay around

Not just be there when I’m down

He’s my friend, my one true being

No one knows what I am seeing

My imaginary friend, A dog! they say

But they don’t understand , maybe they will one day

Karen Thornhiil