To All My Friends - Poem by Jacqui Broad
Never did I want to share my poetry.
To bare my soul and show pieces of me.
But I thought what's the use of writing then?
And so I've come to learn many a friend.
First there was Stephanie, young but so wise.
And Crimson Love, who's name I know, and she's so nice.
Dave, with his short comments, but still is great.
Sir Eric, who is a great poet, if I must rate.
Anele, the African son, whom comes from my land.
Siyabonga, as well, so their poetry I understand.
Asif, who always cordially invites me to read his poems.
Ahmed, too, who teaches me a lot I didn't know.
Vipins, his poems I thoroughly enjoy.
Jinal, sweet and special like a favorite toy.
Hans, who wrote me words of strength when I was in need.
Unwritten Soul, who is a great friend indeed.
Shadow Girl and Kara, I've only just met.
Daniel and others, I will never forget.
Harry whom I'm beginning to love as a soulmate.
To all my friends, each and everyone of you are great!
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