My Dear Sara Lynn
Decades of friendship have grown every day,
and now we are seniors, with hair, silver gray.
Back in our teens, at a bus stop we met;
from that day on, our friendship was set.
Thicker than thieves, we were rarely apart,
a bond that was strong right from the start.
Our classmates nicknamed us the Bobbsey twins,
and so that is how our story begins.
Two young girls who fast became friends,
planning together for fun at weekends.
Sharing our secrets, both joys and our fears,
laughing and pining, and sometimes in tears.
There for each other through thick and thin.
Forever best friends, my dear Sara Lynn.
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