TE (December 27,1985 / )


I almost didn't hear
your laugh, I almost had
to cry all night, and
you almost left
our sight.

I almost lost my
best friend, with many
secrets and good times
we hold; she's more like
a sister, I love her dearly
too afraid to let our
friendship bond go.

Her vibrant smile we almost
missed, her cheerful voice
almost closed, but out
from the sky came a guardian
angel from heaven's throne.
God said it was not yet her
time, and sent her Grandpa
down from above, to save
his little girl, so we can
give her more kisses and hugs.

I don't know what almost
cold have happened, for a lot
she helps me through, so
from now on I'll tell her
how much I care, so almost,
our friendship can never ruin

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