Ill tell you a secret, you’ll tell me yours,
We’ll comb for shells, along the sea shores.
I’ll paint your nails, you’ll do my hair,
We’ll talk about boys, without a care.
We’ll sing along, to our favorite tune,
You’ll dance like mad, And look like a loon.
You’ll pick out my outfit, for that special date,
Cover for me at school, whenever I am later
At Christmas time, You’ll buy me a gift,
When your mom doesn’t show up, I’ll give you a lift.
We’ll spend the Summer, laughing all day,
When the park is cold & wet, we’ll still stay.
When no one else will hang with you,
I’ll stay by your side, Because that’s what friends do
This poem was written/submitted by Kirsten.