Let Me Tell You


Let me tell you my friend, she was special

Not that I could’ve chosen from several

But she was my favorite out of the rest

We became close, on the journey out west

Antonia was my best childhood friend

I hope she remembers the times we’d spend

Practicing English, eager as can be

Teaching her letters, A, B, and C

All was okay, dandy, and fine

Tragedy arose, not a good time

Her dad passed away, it ruined the way

We used to be friends, day after day

Her despair and mourning pulled us apart

At the time, I felt she’d broken my heart


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