My Best Friend


I've learned in this life that the poorest man
can always pay attention
There are always things on this journey that
makes you rich
I'll try to pen a word picture of things I would
like to mention
I have a friend like none you've ever known
Always putting others first, early on the title
she sought was just mom
As this journey continues, there are a few things
I claim as mine
Watching you as you sleep, knowing how much I
love you
The look on your face as you watch a movie for
the third time, as if it was just the first time
Just a few things I remember of now and then
As I journey through this life, with my best friend

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