Me, Myself, My Friend Poem by Maria Sharon Moemise

Me, myself, my friend

She laughs at every joke I make
Whether its something real or fake
She never pretends to make a fuss
If anything hurts me, so unto her it does

She is one who cares bout those who care
With her, everything's always laid bare
She's not the type to follow any trends,
Though animals, plants and water are friends

She lives her live true to self and true to own
Not always in a crowd, though never really alone
Those who whisper bout her in words unkind
She responds to that with wisdom yet to find.

She is no saint, though pure of heart
She loves, cries and allows life to take part
She's my sister, my pal, the one who sets my trend;
She is me, myself, and yes, my own best friend.