Author: Barbara Goodhew
Old friends are like boomerangs.
Keep coming back, thank goodness, to be
You let yourself lose touch.
Then you realize you miss them so much.
Their laughter, things you share.
Forget how much you do care
She had her problems too.
Tried to help her through.
Now I need help, she's there.
To show she cares.
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Haley and Raven (188.8.131.52) -- Tuesday, December 12 2006, 03:41 pm|
hey that poem was so awesome lol!!!!!!!(haley) chris is my bf's name lol!!!(raven) heck yeah lol!!!
|MC (184.108.40.206) -- Thursday, December 28 2006, 06:36 pm|
no matter the distance, no matter the time. Friendship is just another way of loving someone, and true love never ends, not even in death. As always, well done, Barb. Glad you have people in your life who truly love you.
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