My friend is a shoulder to cry on,
Someone I can always lean on.
She makes me happy when I am sad.
She is the best friend I’ve ever had.
We are birds of a feather flock together.
She’s so pretty; she is like Heather.
We are always on the same page.
She saves me when I am on the edge.
Sometimes we don’t see eye to eye.
But we laugh, and we live, we love, and we cry.
We move in the same circles. She's my ride or die.
So, we will stick together as years go by.
My other friend is loyal and kind.
He usually takes a load off my mind.
He and I are like two peas in a pod.
He is the best friend that I have got.
Even when we might not talk for a while,
For my friends, I will always go the extra mile.
We will get drinks together and make stupid jokes.
No matter the weather, they are my best folks.
We do not argue, and we do not fight.
When I am in the darkness, my friends are my light.
And when I need them, my friends are always there.
Sadly, but finding true friends is rare.
About the Creator
In The Blink of Her Eye
Time itself bent and morphed, allowing Shannon the precious seconds needed to see and adjust to the disaster unfolding in front of her. Each frame showed minute details she would have missed had the clock not slowed down until she heard every click of the hands as they swept toward the end of everything. If only she was being melodramatic...
By Lisa VanGalen4 days ago in Fiction
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