Promise
"Promises are to be kept",
I yelled out to her.
She and i had made a promise,
To always come under the
Canopy of the tree,
To water our plant of friendship.
We did tart across at each other,
For reaching late,
For always wanting to water more,
But would finally decide,
To water it together.
We walked hand in hand,
To our favourite spot,
Under the tree, to see the plant
growing.
Years passed,
And our plant grew to become a tree,
But its only me who sits under its shade,
For my best friend taught me a lesson,
"Promises are meant to be broken"..
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