We talked,
We learned,
I started to like you.
We sang,
We danced,
I started to love you.
You picked me up,
When I was sad,
I never really thanked you.
So thank you dear,
For all things nice,
I'm glad I have you.
YOU ARE READING
7th Grade Trio
PoetryThis is a few more than a few more than a few poems about me and some of my close friends (Kylea and Claire) cover made by @Claire_the_bookworm
