My Best Friend Poem by Lori "Peanut" Hyer

My Best Friend

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I am lost, without my daughter.
She comes around just for a quarter
making dinner for two.
Sometimes, is hard to do.
But, when will my daughter appear.
Why, does she leave me in the rear.
She is mine.
Only one of a kind.
How come, it had to end.
My daughter is my best friend.

Thursday, January 2, 2003
Topic(s) of this poem: daughter
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Lori "Peanut" Hyer

Long Branch, New Jersey
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