As I look at the mountains, I stand alone,
And review the memories as they are flown.
Remembering the times,
when I thought I wasn't worth a single dime.
Laughing as I remember when,
I thought I didn't have a single friend.
I try to hold back the tears,
as I remember all of those hard years.
I ask myself, " Why? "
As I look to the sky.
Were my friends loyal,
or were they royal?
I let out a contented sigh,
As the happy tears are cried.
Submitted: September 24, 2015
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