Sunday, June 12, 2011

My Friend

I've always sort of liked him
Since the day we met
He went for her
Created a triangle
Then simply became her friend
A friend said he might like me
Boy, would that be nice
But he's a caring person
Treats all his friends real well
Doesn't mean he likes me
He holds the key to my heart
Stands outside the door
But cares not to go inside
If I cannot have his heart
I'll be content to simply have him
Standing by my side
Calls me all the time
Such a good person
My best friend
Hopes to work with animals
Picks me up when I'm down
Lets me do the same for him
Beside me on the road of life
Now and hopefully forever
There for me
How can I repay a gift this grand?
I can only try to do the same
But I can never measure up
He's better than the rest
Doesn't criticize
Only suggests
The joker
The life of the party
My friend