My Best Friend Poem by Jason Kirkwood

I'm standing here looking down hoping to see you again,
I want you to know that you are, my oldest dear friend,

You've been with me through everything, the hard times and good,
But I never treated you, as nicely as I should.

I've woke up holding you as we laid together,
And when your looking up at me I always feel better.

We've been through some sticky situations along the way,
In fact I can't remember the last time you didn't wanna play.

We've worked and played more times then I can even think,
And been in odd places, after having ourselves a drink.

I think its time to give you one more beat.
As you just lay limp, between my big belly and my feet.