My Best Friend Poem by Ronni ManoaHofbauer

To define you, I say,
my Best Friend, source of joy,
rejuvenation, hope.
How lucky am I?

When tears flow deep,
heart's torn away, we
contemplate, confide, and
seek peace and harmony.

When we need to be heard,
it's a phone call away,
a favourite place to meet,
and a cuppa tea for the soul.

When we celebrate life
achievements, successes,
we laugh, cheer, cry a river
of love and excitement.

When the day ends,
life is enrinched in a
myriad of ways because
of you - my Best Friend.