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There is wind where the rose was,
Cold rain where sweet grass was,
And clouds like sheep
Stream o'er the steep
Grey skies where the lark was.
Nought warm where your hand was,
Nought gold where your hair was,
But phantom, forlorn,
Beneath the thorn,
Your ghost where your face was.
Cold wind where your voice was,
Tears, tears where my heart was,
And ever with me,
Child, ever with me,
Silence where hope was.
November by Walter de la Mare
Do you make friends easily or do you find it difficult to make new friends
Friendship one of the most important things to have for a fulfilling life. It’s definitely hard to put a price on a good friend.I don't make new friends easily because lots of people are not friends they are just passing time with you at work or in class or as a neighbor.It's difficult to find honesty and good faith in a true friend.