To the Best Friend I Have

If I could have just one more chance
To say the things I need to say the frist is 
I have and will always love you 
From the frist day I step in dog poop and you rush to wash my shoe
I knew you were the only one for me you did take crap form and I 
knew that no matter what you would never let me down and continue
to take crap from me til death do us part so if I don't see you again
my friend if this is the end know it has been real it has been fun 
I was here for a good time I was not her for a long time 
So all was smile think of me when you pray and say I coming
Hold the gate open and tell saint peter he's is with me 
     LOVE
     TRICIA
    9/8/2014
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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