Unexplainable Friendship Poem by Kenrick Vaughn Lockhart

Our tales date back to the beginning of time,
And I will share theres tales, within this Rhyme

You with me in my time of Sorrow,
You saw it fit to give me love to Borrow

Our story we shared should be written in books,
But we both know, we're just plain crooks

No one could ever share what we bestow,
A bond so great, like sleet after snow

So how can I repay you in the manner you sought?
Without mistakenly hinting a jaunt?

I guess what I'm concluding is that you are the best
Shall I speak further? You know the rest.