Read and remember
The times spent together
For we're friends forever
And I think of you

I know that I'm distant
I'm not that consistent
You must be persistent
And contact me too

I'm always zoned out
What I think about
Is abstract, no doubt
My thoughts are askew

I mean to be there
And know, I do care
About what we share
Please trust me, I do

But fate has a schedule
I am the pack mule
I have a pencil
And this is my cue

Writing's my passion
So I will take action
In my own wordy fashion
To say that it's true

That I do love you
And I do miss you
And you are on my mind

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The Unlucky Girl

You were always next to me in Ms. Yeo's office
When I got a nosebleed from being abused by other kids.
I always remember seeing her get angry every day.
It was always fun going to the nurse's office with you by my side.

All those years of being alone,
You were the only one who was always there for me...
That cheerful smile and optimistic light really gets me a lot,
Even though I didn't really deserved any kindness from you.

Remember when Brendon told you that he liked you at recess?
That moment was just really cute
Because I knew that you also had a crush on him.
But still, you stayed the best friend I ever had there.

And then, that damn breast cancer struck upon you...
How stupid of me for not really knowing what it was at that time,
Thinking that you were going to be okay when it was impossible.
I don't think I smiled for a long time when you passed away suddenly...

I miss you so much, Victoria.
We were like sisters when we were little girls...
I guess I was the lucky one and you being the opposite,
For I knew that I was going to have to move on alone...

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is dedicated to my childhood best friend, who died of breast cancer... :(


You use me when your feelin' glum

Then later on you treat me as scum

To you I'm just another bum

Sorry for dreamin' of what should've become

I wasted my time on waiting for you

Chances after chances that you blew

Farther and farther apart we grew

Our next rendezvous so long overdue

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Oh How You've Changed

Oh how you've changed,
As did I,

Oh, what happened to the good times?
Did they simply fade away?
Oh no, they're still here.
As well as they are there.

Oh how you've changed,
As did I,

We laughed, we sang,
But now you have changed.
We laughed, we cried,
We practically died.

Oh how you've changed,
As did I,

We laughed, we played,
But you're not the same
We fought, we lied,
We were practically deprived.

Oh how you've changed,
As did I,

We laughed, we cried,
Remembering the good times.
But we know they'll stay the same.
And it still faded from our minds.
Until we go back in time.

Oh how you've changed,
As did I.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I LOVE this poem! It's another one of my favorites that I've written! It's about friendship and how it changes as you get older. I had to write a changing friendship poem for school.

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You were 6 and I was 10.
We were the best of friends,
Friends to the end was our vow.
Then the time came when you faded into the light.
Death came for you on that cold and rainy night.
You were 6 and I was 10 when we had our last fight.

Out in the deep blue sea our dads took you and me.
You started to get sick and I started to tease and pick.
Sea sickness I thought you had, yelling and shouting making you so mad.

I called you up that next night to apologize for the fight.
Your mom said you’re not feeling too good, you could not get out off bed.
Then late that night I got that call, they said you passed away.
You die in your moms arms that night.
How I wish that I could have helped you with that fight.

After that I wrote you letters and asked my dad to put them on your headstone.
I asked you to help my family because soon I would be all alone.
Loud tones at night and full of fright.
Then mom left dad and I was very sad and full of anger.
At the time I blamed myself for your death and dad and moms break up.
I Called mom at work one night because my dad was to drunk, My sister scared and my baby brother to young to care.
age 10 I went to the neighbors and carry my dad home with one arm around my shoulder.
My mom took us away late that night.
I did not understand it until many years later.
As I asked you for help, you did what I asked.
Knowing now if they had stayed together I wouldn't have this life I have.
Dad would still be drinking and mom would be so sad.
With your help we are all living a better life and that I'm doing go staying away from the knife.
I'll never forget the times we had long ago on a small Island they call Fogo.
And now to keep you in my mind I have this saying,
"You were 6 and I was 10, it was the end of your life but the beginning of poet6-10"

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Pretty Eyes

Pretty Pretty eye,
they all most hypnotize.
the prettiest color,
like no other,
I might just be obsessed,
but they are the best.
When i say they are my fave
and that i love them.
Please believe this true,
I only like them on you

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H-Handsome you are
U- unbelieveable
N- neat as can be
T-true and tender
E-Excellant in everything you do.
R-Respect you I do

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Hey There, Mikey

Misc Poems

He's alone in his bedroom
Starting to wonder
How did this happen to me?
No one listens to his cry
Said to himself
"If there is a God,
Why won't he let me die?"

But believe me
It's all gonna be okay
Please don't do that
I'd like you to stay

Hey there, Mikey
Everything will be fine
I'll fix this, I promise
I won't let you cry

They think he's crazy, a mad man
But they don't know
Innocence is hidden away
Held back from the world
Dead inside
Please send me an angel
I have a friend for them to guide

And just trust me
I'll make it all okay
Please don't say that
I want you to stay

Hey there, Mikey
Everything will be fine
I'll fix this, I promise
I won't let you cry

Author's Notes/Comments: 

[I started to write lyrics but it's more just poetic than anything.]

This was written a while ago for a good friend who was going through hard times.

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Her name is Chantal,
as cute as a bluebell,
I would help her up,
if she ever fell,
she has sunlight in her eyes,
and a burning secret to tell.

She will cast her spell,
if you mean you'll go to hell.
so don't say a thing about my Chantal!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

By Jen aged 2 x