Being 'My' Best Friend 'I' Came To Be Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Being 'My' Best Friend 'I' Came To Be



Each morning,
very early and i would.
Not being very old,
some how, i understood.

The mother of my friend,
i some times, came to see.
She was always there,
it seemed.
before i even knocked.

It was she who said one day
she would help me
understand.

What happened next
i think it was
they think i said,
she could never show regret.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Joseph Poewhit 12 December 2009

Some situations rise like that

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James McLain

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