The day she is not with me
is the day that I die,
following her always,
with no frown or sigh.
My life would not be complete
without my very best friend.
I know she'll always be here,
until the very end.
I thank her for life
and all the joys so far,
praying to God always,
on a lucky star.
I love you so, so much.
You are my everything.
Thanks for being you,
and taking me under your wing.
Raindrops on roses
and a few of my favorite things.
Her face would always glisten,
each time she would sing.
Beautiful by nature
a true friend at best
surpassing all the others,
she's better than the rest.
Whatever it may be,
boys, a cough, or just a mood
she will always sit and listen,
never, ever being rude.
I never have to say
when I'm feeling down.
She only just knows
by my hidden frown.
Her hug or her smile
can break my mood so fast
making me see the bright side,
putting the bad to the past.
Now as I'm older
you could call us a pair.
Our looks, wit, and charm,
are only a few that we share.
My world is only whole
with her by my side
having her always there,
to love and to guide.
My friend is my mother and this poem really reminds me of everything my mother did to me.
My Lucky Star
Published by Family Friend Poems August 2006 with permission of the Author.
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