As I’m sure you already know, I love to ask those around me what they think I should write my next poem about.
Well, the other day, I asked one of my best friends in the whole world what she thought would make a good focus point for today. And she requested I write about her.
So I did. This poem is about my Abby.
I have a friend that likes to talk about the people she loves,
brag about them, express affection in every way possible. Her
boyfriend and I hear about each other all the time—easy
endearing action—friends before we even met. Finding
someone so willing to bear their soul, open it to a
wind like me is thrilling. A song from a cartoon
I watched as a kid once said “You ain’t never
had a friend like me” and I played the jazz version for her
while we sat in her kitchen a little before midnight,
singing for each other after eating three
boxes of mac and cheese and half a container of
dip for chips. Her voice was beautiful—it reminded me of
something but I still can’t figure out what it was. I’m
convinced we’ve met before, that I’ve heard that voice before.
My heart swelled with affection as she closed her made-up
eyes, wrinkling the lids in focus as she hit the high note
in a song I had never heard before.
-I Knew the Song Anyway–It was Friendship
(I hope you like it, Abby!)
Thank you everyone so much for reading! Be sure to like the post if you liked what I said about my friend. 🙂
Have a nice day! ❤