Poetry, My Best Friend

Dedicated to my

Best Friend

The one who was never afraid

To lend me a helping hand.


Loving each other as sisters

And supporting each other till the end.

Because after all,

That’s the job of a friend!


Can you imagine

It’s been eight years

Of helping each other

Through all our fears?


Remember all the

Fun sleepovers?

You really are to me

Like limitless lucky clovers!


Thanks for reading! ๐Ÿ™‚


Writing Penguin.

๐Ÿ™‚ ๐Ÿ™‚ ๐Ÿ™‚


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