When we’re together smiles win the day
The sun’s shining bright, clouds all blown away.
When we’re together things really get Fryed,
White Converse and brown ones sit right side by side.
When we’re together we laugh at our jokes
That really aren’t good, still we laugh til we croak.
When we’re together, it’s hard to describe.
You always create such a friendly vibe.
When we’re together, I love you so much.
I don’t think there’s anyone with your special touch.
My girl, do you know how much we’ve gone through?
And none of it would’ve happened if I’d not met you.
This poem is for my best friend. There's a couple inside jokes, but I hope y'all like it. Criticism is always welcome. I feel like the rhythm is not the best.
Comments
Aww I love this! Best friend
Aww I love this! Best friend inside jokes are awesome. :) I like the rhythm and rhyme. :) simple and sweet. Well done!
I don’t thrive off of chaos: chaos thrives off of me.
Yes, you'd get it,
Yes, you'd get it, James. :)
Thanks Damaris.
"things really get Fryed"...
"things really get Fryed"... I get that one. ;)
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