Friends To The End Poem by Kevin Seales

Friends To The End



Sitting here alone
Not knowing what to do
I see my guitar on the wall

There's nobody home
Except me and you
And I really don't want to play ball

I know I know
Let's make up a song
A song about being friends

One thing that I know
We could never go wrong
As long as we're friends to the end

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