Not Just A Best Friend But A Bestest Friend Indeed - Poem by Sneha Celine
I was thinking what to gift you;
On this special day
I needed something wonderful.
Since it was your B’day.
I sat down on my chair,
Thinking what to do.
I got a piece of paper
and I wrote this poem for you.
I never knew what to write;
But then I got reminded of our past
So I quickly wrote what came into my mind,
As I went down the flash back really fast.
We knew each other from childhood
Not as friends but only as a classmate,
In middle school we were separated
At high school back in the same class by fate.
At the beginning from morning till evening;
We never got tired to fight,
But friendship slowly bloomed between us
As things began to set right.
Now we laugh at those silly quarrels
Though, before it bought tears in our eyes.
Now that we are best friends;
There is no way for a problem to arise.
Everything we share; nothing to hide,
Apart from our surprises, never we lied.
Together we laugh; together we cry,
And when upset; leave out a sigh.
You are not my best friend,
But my bestest friend indeed.
And we shall adore this friendship;
As long as it can be carried.
I pray tons and tons of happiness
God for you would give,
And a really long and healthy life,
For you to live.
I am not a good poetess,
But our friendship made me write a lot.
Oops! ! I forgot to add,
Smile a lot and stop not.
I have to conclude;
But I have a lot to say.
My last line for now would be;
My Bestest friend: Happy B’day.
Poet's Notes about The Poem
Love you lots my bestie.
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