Memoire D'Une Fleur

Best friend means to accept every flaw from each other, to meet each other halfway in life. I 
looked at the sky where there was once darkness, now I see daylight. How can opposite 
work so well as the ying yang yo . You are light and I’m the darkness. I told you once and I 
will say it again, you are special. I learned to love you and I don’t regret, I’m grateful to God 
for putting you in my life. 

Without a single word, you are always there for me. Strong as the winds, you push the faults 
and problems far away. You became my sister, friend, and mother. Fears are what keep me 
from you, scared of letting myself to you. Being far as the mountain’s horizon is what my 
heart gets lost in the thought. 

Wondering will there be a day where you will leave to quick for me to realize I only have 
your footprints. Learning friendship is about, the fights we get the lessons we learn the 
hurting words we use against each other leaving sorrows. I promise one day will be nothing 
but guides for future memories.  

The most important fact I learned from these years is being best friends with you is a gift 
from the heavens. The mysteries we try to keep in secret will indeed come out in light as the 
sunflower looks for the sun. As years past, I will remember the Memoire D’une Fleur, the 
Memory of a Flower. Thank you for being my BEST FRIEND.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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May 16, 2012 at 5:18 AM
Beautiful tribute to your friend...do you have an email? If not email me and i could share some advice with [email protected] Click and comment on one of my poems to let me knw you received this.
Brown Avatar
September 24, 2009 at 6:35 AM
Thank you for sharing your awesome poem with us Ashley. Love, Carol
Devonshire Avatar
September 23, 2009 at 3:04 PM
A beautiful tribute to your friend, Ashley. We do go through a learning process when we make friends. And gratitude for true friendship can never be expressed enough. Lovely write, Carolyn
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