Growing a sweet friendship cool and hanging out
Never thinking it could be more not what it’s about
We would laugh, chat, and carry on until the break of day
Then it was time to leave much to our dismay
I would think about her all day long, always on my mind
Just a friend I would say how I could have been so blind.
Then one day with out thinking, I tripped and fell in love
My heart on wings I sent to her by a mourning dove
In response, she gave to me a love so sweet a pure
Yet we were both frightened how we could be so sure
So we’ll just carry on friends forever more
And see if once again love walks through the door
a cute poem wid a tinge of romance.....luved it........thanx frnd
Many romances start as friendship, sometimes the best way, I love the title of this, best way to fall my friend, 10 for this Lynda xx
Hey, the simplicity of this poem is so lovely. Thanks friend. I enjoyed it.
Love is a mysterious, friendship is one of the best parts of it....10 I really like the emotion I feel in your poetry.
ahhh... shweeet :) life is a journey, full of choices & taking chances & love makes the trip worthwhile
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Friends that fall in love, are always friends and always love, why be frightend of a perfect love..? Andrew 10