Do you remember how we first met? It's one of the sweetest memories I possess.
I look back and see us both to strangers meeting for the first time, and wonder who would have guessed then how our friendship would grow,
and come as binding as only we both know.
Weather tempest blows, or gale , or storm, to know I have you to lean my head on.
weather strife you encounter, or battle,or war, Im here for you.
I'll be here when you call.
Maybe when years and more have gone and I with wrinkled cheeks am forlorn, perhaps dreams all dashed to the ground,
perhaps dreams all shattered shall surround,
The thought of you will still make me smile, and I'll stop all whi pass and say wait awhile
For though my eyes are weak and old, and my mind is feeble,or so I'm told. There remains one thing I can never forget. For I still remember how we first met.
YOU ARE READING
Allowing You To See Inside Me
PoetryThis is a book of my poetry, the title is exactly what it is this is me this is who i am my feelings, my life, this is my stories. Some of the poems comes with a short paragraph at the end to tell my readers what inspired my poem i truly hope yall d...
