My Old Friend Poem by Adam Hollingsworth

My Old Friend



My old friend,
I can’t wait to speak
With you again.
The rose within my soul,
Maybe we could be…
You know.

However or whatever,
I know it may be like
Old times.
And maybe,
Just maybe,
We could be two
So divine.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success