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We grew up together, went to the same school,
drove the teachers crazy, giggled in the hall,
you said when you grew up, a princess you would be,
we always played that game, when I came to yours for tea,

We played knock down ginger, laughed and ran away,
went to the park together,played on the swings all day,
we could be such tomboys, our clothes were full of holes,
then go back to my house, to play with our dolls,

We became teenagers went out with the lads,
came home really late, got clobbered by our dads,
then we both got married, no longer were we free,
we babysat each others kids, and chatted over tea..

Now your emigrating, thought it would never end,
when your all them miles away, i'll still be your best friend.. [comments] => 8 [counter] => 245 [topic] => 16 [informant] => lillyjane [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => FriendshipPoetry )

My Best Friend

Contributed by lillyjane on Wednesday, 26th April 2006 @ 12:54:18 PM in AEST
Topic: FriendshipPoetry

We grew up together, went to the same school,
drove the teachers crazy, giggled in the hall,
you said when you grew up, a princess you would be,
we always played that game, when I came to yours for tea,

We played knock down ginger, laughed and ran away,
went to the park together,played on the swings all day,
we could be such tomboys, our clothes were full of holes,
then go back to my house, to play with our dolls,

We became teenagers went out with the lads,
came home really late, got clobbered by our dads,
then we both got married, no longer were we free,
we babysat each others kids, and chatted over tea..

Now your emigrating, thought it would never end,
when your all them miles away, i'll still be your best friend..

Copyright © lillyjane ... [ 2006-04-26 12:54:18]
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Re: My Best Friend (User Rating: 1 )
by halli on Wednesday, 26th April 2006 @ 01:00:16 PM AEST
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aww thats sooo sweet. im sorry ur friend left but it sounds like your friendship will last even though u r miles apart.

Re: My Best Friend (User Rating: 1 )
by violet on Wednesday, 26th April 2006 @ 02:41:26 PM AEST
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i feel for you...the same things happening to me right now(moving to france) but this poem made me happy cause though she's gone the memories will still be there....

Re: My Best Friend (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Wednesday, 26th April 2006 @ 08:18:41 PM AEST
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SAd but a fine tribute to long time friendship.
huggs,
emy

Re: My Best Friend (User Rating: 1 )
by Packatack on Thursday, 27th April 2006 @ 03:18:03 AM AEST
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this a good poem! thanks, i'm a guy but friends do disappear but why?

Re: My Best Friend (User Rating: 1 )
by Tiffyo4 on Saturday, 29th April 2006 @ 01:18:47 PM AEST
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good write
Tiff

Re: My Best Friend (User Rating: 1 )
by Drapes on Saturday, 6th May 2006 @ 03:57:28 PM AEST
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Aw thats so sweet! It really reminded me of what I used to have with some people. Although it made me sad, it gave me hope. If you're really friends, no distance could take it away. I'm glad you have such a great friendship and I hope someday I'll be able to write a friendship poem like this one on a little happier note than my others. Nice write!
-Drapes

Re: My Best Friend (User Rating: 1 )
by Manda2 on Thursday, 11th May 2006 @ 03:15:10 PM AEST
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Friends like you lillyjane, are never forgotten. A lovely write!

Re: My Best Friend (User Rating: 1 )
by maestar on Sunday, 28th May 2006 @ 09:41:50 AM AEST
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wow, thats so sad, you sound like a great friend. sorry for the late read.

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