This poem is about my friend, from whom I got separated for several years. Before we got separated, we had been very close friends. Since our childhood, we played in the same neighborhood for twelve years. We studied in the same school. We were practically best pals. Recalling the past, we used to go to the woods and explore the surroundings. Then, we'd end up sitting on a huge rock overlooking the city. We would talk about a lot of things. We had a lot of things in common. We even shared our dreams. Those were just a part of the memorable moments we had. Before long, we grew up and went to study for college. At present, we have poor communication, since I am studying far from our hometown. Indeed, we had a lot of memorable moments we shared for a long time. Now that we have been far from each other, I miss her so much. But I know that we will always be the best pals.
The Way It Should Be
|by Vergil F.e. Tudtud|
Solitude have I to endure,
seemingly held with disclosure.
A fellow left astray,
as yet from yesterday.
Flashing your dainty, disarming smile,
warms my heart every once in a while.
Our longtime kinship
will always bloom with friendship.
It has never been so profound,
a lifetime friend have I found.
Let our friendship be a bond,
which can never be like a dry pond.
Let us not forget the dreams we share,
forever like sisters or brothers we care.
You'll always be a friend to me,
and that's the way it should be.