My Friend To The Very End Poem by Tammie Thrasher

She is my best friend,
she is my friend to the very end.

She can have an attitude,
maybe even be rude,
as long as i know
she wants to be in a good mood.

What i see is what it is to be,
the shinning sun like the sun above the sea.

Either fighting in karate,
or being right beside me,
being that same girl others would like to be.

She is a cloud sitting lonely in the sky,
or being as joyful as a hi.

Whether its that short blonde hair,
or that nice perfumy air.

Always being so perfect,
or arguing when its not worth it.

Thats my best friend,
my friend to the very end.

(for caitlynn)