Ha Ha... I Win!

We raise our glasses
To you my friend.

We make speeches
and we applaud.
You've helped us through so much.

You're in the front row,
red faced and modest,
but seeming quite content.

Dinner we spent
white sauce, red wine
who gets the last bread stick,
to celebrate you.

What's for dessert?.....

It doesn't feel like you should go.

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Why are you this way
I did nothing to you
I never lied to you
Or called you names
All I did was be your friend
I tried to be nice
But when you weren't
It was hard for me
To stay friends with you
For I tried to be your friend
I am giving up now
For you hate me
And I don't know you
Our friendshiip is gone
I wish it was still together
What happened to us
Why did we change
We are differnet now
1 year later
I have changed
I put it all behind me
But you have not changed one bit
You still holding on
Why our friendship

10/8/07
Angela K.Woodman


I wrote this poem yesterday because I had a friend that I lost a long time ago. Her and I never were really close.

I don't have a title for this poem yet. If you think of something please let me know.