Poem By Shymard Nickle
You are my new found best friend.
In you I find total beauty and security.
The melodic arrangement of chosen words
Flowing in the air, whispering sweet nothings in my ear.
You appeal to me in so many ways,
Comedy, tragedy, and soliloquy to name a few.
We’ve been through a lot of things.
The good times, the bad times, and times in between.
Especially the times when only you know what I mean.
Some might say I’m crazy, others might say I’m a fool,
To call an abstract object my best friend,
But you were always there when I needed an open ear.
I just wanted to let you know of the impact that you’ve made.
For since I’ve found you, we go together like cleaning and a maid.