We closer than kin
and thick as thieves.
If I was a shirt,
you'd be the sleeves.
Friends for so long,
who could count the years.
We seen everything,
while we dried our tears.
Always was attracted
but I kept my space.
Didnt want disturb,
the smile on your face.
You dont have pick every rose,
some things are meant to stay put I suppose.
Yet, my love for continues to grow.
We dont need much,
just laughter and good conversation.
Good food and fellowship
is our personal medication.
There is nothing I wouldnt do,
to let you know
just how much I love you.
Richard J Wright (2010)
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