Yesteryear
I had this friend,
like a guardian angel,
always providing a helping hand.
She would never
leave me alone to die,
and even ask me
'what's wrong? ' when i sigh.
Such a friend,
where can i find another one,
that's always there
for me like the sun.
Yet I was heartless,
I gave her up.
for the sake of my selfish pursues,
to move up.
But when I realise
I'm back in square one,
I felt like fairy godmother
who lost her wand.
This person, so nice,
with love that could melt ice.
she's more valuable than a gem,
because she is my best friend.
This poem is titled BestFen cos my best friend is named Fenella
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem