Tom My Friend

Tom  said he was sick
But wouldn't Vail off the disease.
I wonder what it was?
Every time I sit at night
I sight him wandering about in the dark.
What it might I can't tell
But Tom is in pain

You can see it on the pale face
Pacing at the front page
And only a tear can reveal
How deep I feel for Tom
He lost his dad at ten
And all was lost at once
Tom did not get the Muse
The other kids get to read
He sits alone near the house
In which his father was put to rest
Tom my friend is in pain
That one can't bare again
In case
He or she experienced it once
I will come back one day again
To tell you about Tom my friend
 Tom said he was sick
But wouldn't Vail off the disease.
I wonder what it was?
Every time I sit at night
I sight him wandering about in the dark.
What it might I can't tell