Biting The Bullet Poem by Leland Pechacek
Biting The Bullet
As we walk slowly down the dark streets laughing,
I start thinking of how good a friend she is.
I always enjoy every minuet I spend with her.
Every minuet I am not with her,
I think of her and her smile.
She has done more for me than any of my friends.
There is no way that I could ever repay her.
She is the one I would do anything for.
The one whom I would sacrafice my life for her to live.
She was my greatest friend.
My only regret is that I am not there for her now.
It has been almost a year since I have seen her,
and I am turning myself inside out worrying about her,
praying that she is doing O.K.
I miss her greatly
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
5/5/2024 5:45:52 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Break up your lines more, Leland...and this would be more effective as a poem. Read it out loud...and see where you could break it up...i.e, As we walk slowly down the streets laughing I start thinking of how good a friend she is I always enjoy every minute I spend with her When I am not with her, I think of her and her smile..... see what I mean? Otherwise....great start!