Imaginary Friend

Imaginary Friend short poem

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I’ve got a friend that only I can see
He sneaks around and sometimes helps me
He might turn on the light then turn it off again
But I think, to him, its all just a game.

I often retreat to the world of my mind
I can see all the people that left me behind
We can have a play and a giggle too
And all is happy, there’s nothing to do.

But more and more I’m beginning to find
That people think I am losing my mind
I like my dreamworld so very much
That I just can’t release it from my needy clutch

Its starting to take over my life on this world
It’s a place where I can be just a happy little girl
You’re welcome to join me; please come along
We can all be happy and sing happy songs.

Written on February 2012

This poem is part of the Poetry Book “Positively Poetic – Volume 3

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ALL POEMS ©2015 DARREN SCANLON. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. * Words and music have always played a major role in my life. A life without being able to enjoy music and express in words would be, for me, empty and cold.I have been writing since age 16, some 30+ years now but have only recently started publishing my works. Since doing so in Dec 2013, I have published 4 novels and 5 volumes of poetry, (available on Amazon.co.uk).My words are my life. If they touch you in any way, if you are able to take something from them, then my work has achieved its goal and I am a happy man.Welcome to my world. Darren.
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I absolutely love this. It was such a magnificent read.

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