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Memoire D’une Fleur

Contributed by mistersarang on Thursday, 17th June 2010 @ 08:47:40 PM in AEST
Topic: FriendshipPoetry

Best friend means to accept every flaw from each other, to meet each other halfway in life. I
looked at the sky where there was once darkness, now I see daylight. How can opposite
work so well as the ying yang yo . You are light and I’m the darkness. I told you once and I
will say it again, you are special. I learned to love you and I don’t regret, I’m grateful to God
for putting you in my life.

Without a single word, you are always there for me. Strong as the winds, you push the faults
and problems far away. You became my sister, friend, and mother. Fears are what keep me
from you, scared of letting myself to you. Being far as the mountain’s horizon is what my
heart gets lost in the thought.

Wondering will there be a day where you will leave to quick for me to realize I only have
your footprints. Learning friendship is about, the fights we get the lessons we learn the
hurting words we use against each other leaving sorrows. I promise one day will be nothing
but guides for future memories.

The most important fact I learned from these years is being best friends with you is a gift
from the heavens. The mysteries we try to keep in secret will indeed come out in light as the
sunflower looks for the sun. As years past, I will remember the Memoire D’une Fleur, the
Memory of a Flower.

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