Besties

I wrote this poem a few years ago for a writing class I attended at the time. It is about the day I met my bestie Theresa. It was my first day at secondary school, and I remember thinking, she looks friendly. I took a chance, and forty-five years later we are still besties.

A FRIEND IN TIME

My heart pounding in my chest,

Imagination to reveal the rest,

I crept towards this friendly face,

With an increasing fumbling grace,

Every moment caught in time,

Wishing courage would stay mine,

But several times I tried to turn,

But then knew I would never learn

That true friendship can overturn

My Fears…