Poetry

My Little Best Friends

When I was little there were so many friends

To play with all running around

Yelling our name to each other and laughing

around and smile on our little faces having

Fun was all we could think at that time

That nothing could happen to our friendship

That we were going to be friends forever

Yet the time had come when I must

Leave them alone where I

Have to go to another country to see that

New world alone

I left without seeing them without saying

Goodbye to my dear little best friends

With a smile on my face yet not fake I

Left

When I was far away I had forgotten all about them

With all the new view I was getting in the

Airplane

When the new view pass away I remember them

I think to myself nothing is going to

Change because they are my little best friends

Yet in the bottom of my heart, I have known it

Is not going to be ok

But I have faith in my little best friends and

When the faith seeing to become small I think

Of their smiling little face, as we were running

Through that tall grass with them looking

Back at me smiling and calling my name holding

Their hands for me to take

I reach for them and called their name

They smile while calling my name in response to it

As our hand are about to reach each other

They turn away, running away

Have I done something for them to run

Away from me but then I wake up calling

Their names but this time

I hear no answer for I am alone

And I tell myself " its ok they are your

Friends" and with a smile, I fall asleep once again

Dreaming about them.