Nancy Beverton

(5-25-1995 / VaWa)

More than friends


friendship can be found
and friendship can be lost
friendship is a beautiful sound
though it doesnt cost

you mean alot
there is something special bout friendship,
it can't be bought

if you think or if u thought
that i wasn't ur friend,
think again,
cuz how can i not?

you're special in a way
i can not describe,
but i need to say,
if only you could see
through my disguise

trying not to lie
but all i can say
is i understand why

now you're asking again
what i understand,
i say, why we're not more than friends

when we're together
you can see the change in the weather,
to me you're like the blue sky
i'm just there to take the clouds away

friendship is important,
friendship is beautiful,
friendship is the sweetest taste,
but why is that the only
thing you and i can be?
now honestly, dont ask me.

Submitted: Monday, July 02, 2007
Edited: Friday, March 18, 2011

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  • Jenny Sar (1/2/2008 12:38:00 AM)

    i understand where your coming from becuz i been there too and this is such a good poem keep doing what you do... (Report) Reply

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