Wednesday, September 14, 2016

My Next Best Friend

Anxiously waiting...
Counting down...
For the moment I got to meet you


What was really going on, I had know idea
The only thing that mattered was that I was getting to meet the thing that made mom's tummy so big
My next best friend...


You were loud...and annoying
How surprising is it that you still are?
Crying, crying, crying
I think I grew to hate you


Your little white bassinet sat in the living room
Did I get that when I was like you?
Or are you the only one that got spoiled?


Now you’ve grown up and turned out okay
You’re still loud…and annoying,
But you're my best friend.
J.K.

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