You Deserve The Best
If I were to paint our Friendship,
The canvas would change every day.
On Monday the colors are subtle
And Friday would blow you away!
The paint brush is much more expressive
With freedom beyond what we say,
The colors are pure, and oh so expensive…
VanGogh (and his ear) couldn’t pay!
So… I painted with words
A poem for you,
My sister, my friend in LA
A canvas that’s true
From my heart, through and through,
To express what I wanted to say.
Three Years!! Holy sh!! That’s AWESOME of you
To keep coming back every day!