A good friend. Jim Bob.
Date: Monday, 1st February 2010 @ 11:20:52 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry


Contributed By: shsusmoker

When i was green,
you took me under you're wing.

You treated me as a son,
even though you had one.

You were someone in whom to confide,
and understood things I thought I had to hide.

You showed me to try and do what I could,
after hours of watching how you would.

You always gave respect,
even to those most gave reject.

You taught me what I know,
and then you had to go.

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