My Best Friend

My best friend is holding my hand.

I feel her love penetrate every strand.

It works inside and out through a smile.

It works inside, the best feeling by miles.

My best friend is holding my hand.

And while she does I feel just grand.

4 thoughts on “My Best Friend

  1. Holding and never letting go!
    BFF❤️💋
    This is such a sweet poem. Thank you! Keep writing…your thoughts are candied rain drops. I’ve got my mouth open daddy…waiting for you to…sprinkle…some more👅..so I can suck on their deliciousness🍬💧

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