Best Friends

Poem By Della Perry

Me and him, him and me,
We clicked even that first day when he was the new boy,
Even though there was something I never knew
Till we spoke so much later when we were adults.
I missed him later in life,
Thought of him often.
We would dance and sing as children
He sang good but I was dreadful!
Stood at the rear in choir!
We made our own raps and songs, I was okay at writing.
And our dance moves were to die for
Before I became a shadow.
He loved Prince, so did his friend
They were close, I was jealous
She knew him for real.
She loved smurfs.
He drew me a picture of a lady,
She looked like a sister from Sister Sledge
I've still got it in my memory box
Along with my memories of bonfires, fish and chips,
Handsome brothers, dancing, songs,
Hiding in the school library,
Laughing at teachers, being sarcastic,
Teasing the popular ones,
Cheekiness, picking on the big heads!
All in my memory box.
Best Friends.
I miss him.

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