Well. I'm extremely surprised at how fast everyone who had a part in my poem got back to me with the OKs! Greatly surprised. It looks like most of them got back to me within 12 hours. Which, I think, is great. I didn't get OKs from two people, but from what it looks like, it shouldn't matter. Everyone is pleased with their part, so I'm happy to present my poem.
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Of angels wings and broken things
All friends are always there to see
All faults to never see again,
I've got some friends close to me:
Of one, whom I have known so long
But more was known in all good time
We've comforted when both our hearts were weak
She is surely a good friend of mine.
Of another who tires to hide his light
Behind closed walls, broken door chime
Though we both hide to find ourselves
He is surely a good friend of mine.
Another still whose seen me fall
And picked me up to make me fine,
She is strong, I long to be,
She is surely a good friend of mine.
A fourth, I know, is way head smart
And helps me out, since start, no end
We have our voices guide us through,
He is surely my good friend.
Second to last on my list of friends,
A hero in fourth's story, from innocence fell
And though her ways may change and blur,
We are sisters, others we tell.
Finally, but important to last,
A friend who sometimes confuses me,
This one who surely comforted most,
Surely we shall never be swallowed in the sea.
Anne is the one whose shoulder is wet,
Carl is the one whose light shines so bright.
Kit is the one who I think is strong,
Zack is the one whose got brains in his head.
Charise is the one who my sister should be,
Mike is the one who has comforted me.
All my friends whom I all love so dear,
Take a good look, for it all is so clear.
All friends are always there to see
All faults to never see again,
I've got some friends close to me:
Of one, whom I have known so long
But more was known in all good time
We've comforted when both our hearts were weak
She is surely a good friend of mine.
Of another who tires to hide his light
Behind closed walls, broken door chime
Though we both hide to find ourselves
He is surely a good friend of mine.
Another still whose seen me fall
And picked me up to make me fine,
She is strong, I long to be,
She is surely a good friend of mine.
A fourth, I know, is way head smart
And helps me out, since start, no end
We have our voices guide us through,
He is surely my good friend.
Second to last on my list of friends,
A hero in fourth's story, from innocence fell
And though her ways may change and blur,
We are sisters, others we tell.
Finally, but important to last,
A friend who sometimes confuses me,
This one who surely comforted most,
Surely we shall never be swallowed in the sea.
Anne is the one whose shoulder is wet,
Carl is the one whose light shines so bright.
Kit is the one who I think is strong,
Zack is the one whose got brains in his head.
Charise is the one who my sister should be,
Mike is the one who has comforted me.
All my friends whom I all love so dear,
Take a good look, for it all is so clear.
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I don't even know what inspired me to write this. But I can tell you this: It's not going to be the last one I write about you guys. And yes, to those of you that noticed, I changed the wording around a little on some bits. If you didn't notice, that's ok. I think I only changed a few parts... And yes, I did say I posted this a day later than it is. so? ...but anyways.
Flying higher than I have been,
~Rayla @};~
1 comment:
Rachael i'm going to be the one to cry right now. That has to be one of the best friend poems I have ever read. I thank you for that. You are special to me as well. All my friends are and I must say you are one of my 5 closest friends. :) :) :) :):):) Again Rachael...I thank you. You have made my day. :)
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