You can’t miss what you don’t see,
A chance glance and we realize
But be of good courage, oh friend of mine,
'Twill some day be different and undefined.
It will not matter what track you live on
Who your brother was, of what cloth you're torn.
Remember, to your own self be true,
The world is made of more than you.
So watch for that friend to appear,
And when you find him, hold him dear.
Brown friends can be trusted, true,
Find one, or he will find you.
A brown friend, a bubble bee.
You never realize what you’ve
missed,
At school or soccer
practice.
And when you see him, you wonder
why,
He never did see you eye to eye.
Until mentioned...
the very intention
Of including him as your friend.
We tend to forget what we don’t
see,
We can’t forget what was not to
be.A chance glance and we realize
What we missed was authorized.
By happenstance, fate or status,
Never to be thought of or granted
us,
missing and being apart.
A dart through the unnoticed heart.But be of good courage, oh friend of mine,
'Twill some day be different and undefined.
It will not matter what track you live on
Who your brother was, of what cloth you're torn.
Remember, to your own self be true,
The world is made of more than you.
So watch for that friend to appear,
And when you find him, hold him dear.
Brown friends can be trusted, true,
Find one, or he will find you.
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