Sonnets And Scribbles
Thursday, August 12, 2010
To My Best Friend
Everything was soaked in rain
All my dreams were dripping wet
There was no way I could see
How I'd be happy just yet
But then I heard I'd see your face
And angels sang Amazing Grace
Because whenever you're with me
I am whole, I am free.
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