Hey Friend...

I wrote this poem yesturday to give to my best friend as a memory keepsake. I am broken-hearted in anticipation of her move on 6/4/08.
Hey Friend...

Just a poem to let you know,
you’re a friend of mine.
I can share anything, you won’t say no,
our friendship is the perfect kind.

Secrets, gossips, truths, and even lies we sow,
like walking through a forest of design.
You listen, you hear, you garden my woes.

Hey friend…

You’re a person who grows special with time,
you’re there no matter what way the wind blows,
Always ready to lay it on the line,
I’m glad that’s how friendship goes.

Us two people quite alike, together we shine,
growing, changing, like kneaded dough.
A quilt of many pieces; quite divine,
Always touching base with a cup’o Joe,
or conversing over good wine.

Hey friend…..

I know now you have to go,
transfer with the job you can’t decline.
Your life starts anew with a different flow,
Let us never forget to say hello.
Keeping in touch on the phone is fine,
Never letting our friendship go.

Our lives as we age we define,
in our children and husbands we glow.
As our bodies sag we whine,
feeling old and sassy as we crow,
We set a up a shrine,
and ‘member times long ago

Hey friend...

I wrote this poem to let you know,
I miss ya, I love ya, you’re a friend of mine!

Story ID:	3949
Written by:	Mary Caliendo (bio, link, contact, other stories)
Story type:	Poem
Location:	Plainfield IL USA
Year:	2008
Person:	my best friend