Friendship

Friendship

Is magic to me.

The light in your eyes

The glow in your smile

The thoughtful pause

Before you speak.

Your laugh and your joy

Your heartache and pain

How sometimes

We even talk

In sync.

When I make you grin

It feels like a victory.

Every glint in your eyes is a battle I've won.

The best BFFs

The Three Musketeers

Is everything we'll ever be.

You light up like fire

When you see me walk in

And run to me, 

Talk to me,

Say my name.

A trio of jokes

Of funny, weird moments

Of support and of laughter and fun;

We don't even

Point fingers

In blame.

Oh we are beyond that

We'll disagree, sure

But nothing could break

The bond of a friendship so pure.

QueenBee

VT

13 years old

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  • The silent stage

    One flutist.

    And empty auditorium.

    A silent stage.

    I can feel the silence reverberating around the space -

    I can feel the lack of an orchestra at my back,

    The invisible audience before me,

  • Alone, but not lonely

    I'm alone here,

    And I can feel it -

    In the silence that fills the table

    In the void of few words 

    Separated, closed off

    Away from everyone else.

    Around me,

    Tables talk.

    I hear Uno and chess

  • The End

    The thrum,

    The pulse,

    The ever-increasing

    All-consuming

    Tick-tock

    Tick-tock

    Tick-tock

    Counting down

    The end.

     

    The

    End.

     

    We all know it.