Friendship

I just realized that these last two months are the last I'll be able to spend with my best friend, Ami. So for a class I had to write a poem about friends. Here it is.

Never thought we’d be friends,

But it is plain to see,

That once the two of us got talking,

Our friendship was really meant to be.

Staying up till 3 am,

Until our muscles are so sore,

Giggling about stupid things,

Yet laughing more and more.

We toy with boys’ emotions,

Loving the power we hold,

Life’s a free ride when he’s infatuated,

And it is never going to get old.

Tour was so great,

Red Bull, hot tub, dancing all day,

And mocking our clueless coach,

Not running out of things to say.

Spring and Summer were so fun,

Countless hours in the pool,

Dripping wet in fourth period,

Towel on my head and looking like a fool.

Then came our senior year,

And we both found our soul mates,

It’s hard to keep in contact,

When we go on so many dates.

You are moving to Salt Lake,

St. George is where I’ll be,

But our friendship is forever,

The rest of our lives: you and me.