So here's what you get,
A bottle that's filled with hearts and stars that are flat
You may not comprehend its meaning yet
But i hope you'll look at it when you are sad
The stars are just like hope
Giving you will so you can cope
Sprinkled with glitter, and so they shine
I hope with them, you'll soar up high
The stars are just like dreams
Filling the skies which are bursting at the seams
If you fail, just look up high
Smile and say 'i'll do just fine'
The hearts are just like love
A gift you have, which i believe, since birth
Spread the love, and your arms to others
Just like all other loving fathers
The hearts are just like joy
A feeling toddlers get when they receive a toy
Always be happy even when you are down
Because being sad will only make you frown
Stay strong in everything you do
It may be hard, but i believe in you
Do not give up when all else is failing
And all you will soon get is a successful feeling
So for a lovely friend like you
Stop pinching me before i give you the 'boo'
Realising my poem doesn't make any sense
I just want to say 'happy 11/11, my wonderful friend!'
Hm, a poet to be.
I realised we got a common flaw, thinking that we don't make sense. HAHA. hm, actually maybe we don't. Running around like idiots. :) oh well.
Sometimes, I just can't help but wonder why I didn't get to talk to you much when we were younger. Haha.
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