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My Dearest Friend

Her hair is a cascade of water,
Warm, tender and complementary;
Her sparkling eyes speak to me,
While her lips are uniquely primary.
 
Since I saw her for the first sitting there,
As she concentrates on your studies;
I became destructed many times,
Thinking how lucky I would be if we’re buddies.
 
When school’s out I get anxious and very sad,
I watch her walk away in an elegant way;
Hoping it will be the next morning to see her again,
At home my thinking of her my senses out-way.

Where I go she is there and always supports me;
Without her friendship, I’ll be like a bare tree.


02/12/2019
Best Friend Sonnet Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Regina Riddle

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