So many years ago
To a little boy
An only and lonely little boy
He asked for a brother
So he would have someone to play with
the call was answered not by the mother
But by another
that he learned to call Robert
He said you can call me your brother
If you so like and so he did
But he then needed someone to teach him
Teach him how to play the games
That he wanted to play so much
And that is when another came
You can call me James if you like
And I will teach you things
If you will listen
So with James teaching him
Like a father would teach a son
And Robert with him
Much like a brother would be
He played the games that he wanted to play
But there was still a void
In this little boys world
And then the other came
I am Fred he announced upon his arrival
And I have come to be your friend
If you are so inclined
So they came and they stayed
And played with the lonely little boy
Many games were won and lost
And many things were taught
And much laughter were shared
Between the four of them
The mother and the father
Of that lonely little boy
Thought it was so cute
That he had such a good imagination
To pretend to have friends that were with him
Some may call them imaginary friends,
And some may call them spirits,
Or maybe they are angels,
Or ghosts of long dead relatives
But he just calls them his family and friends
And that is all that matters to him
