I was a little kid then,
When I met my Best Pals for the first time.
They did taught me;
To be classy and bubbly.
I know not, being moody,
Until someone said me about it.
Only thing I knew is;
Being cheerful and thankful!
I love to be around my Best Pals,
And they in turn.
We fight, for nothing!
Argue for no reason,
Scream louder for fun.
No bounds to hang around them,
For my lovely toys were 'they alone'
I hardly had fear,
As I am busy, leaning on their shoulders.
Today many admire;
Innocence, smiling face,
And Frankness of our friendship.
Neither did I choose them;
Nor did they:
But heavenly Father blessed us this way.
So I adore my parents,
For; They have been my Best Pals;
Right from my birth.
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