Childhood Friend Poem

Poem About a Friendship Changing

I wrote this about my best friend since kindergarten. but I am not so sure we are best friends anymore. We are two completely different people. I am more a fan of the "be yourself" type group, and she is more a fan of the "I'll do anything to get attention and be popular" type group. I'm just hoping that everything will be okay between us.

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I am now a college student and the story I will share is about a friend from 11 years ago. She was my first very best friend; good in speaking English and almost everything. Who would have …

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© Casey

Published: Aug 2008

Times Are Changing

We had our good days and we had our bad,
I thought I would never forget the times we had

The times are changing
and our memories are slowly fading
and though times may change
we just have to hope and pray
that someday things will be okay

The times are changing
but we can't keep holding onto the past,
because we don't know if our past
can be part of our future

And as I shed one last tear
I live in fear
that as the times change
I will lose you forever.

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  • by Rhona Lavilla
  • 10/18/2014

I am now a college student and the story I will share is about a friend from 11 years ago. She was my first very best friend; good in speaking English and almost everything. Who would have thought that in that early age, she knows a lot? She always corrects my mistakes and I hate it but we are still friends. Back then, I remember that I have not talked to other kids until I met her alone, like me. The memories were not clear; it was blurred but still it makes me happy when I remember. After a year when we met, she went to a faraway place and study abroad. It makes me sad but after she left, I have many friends who replace her. She came back to arrange her school papers but I do not have the chance to see her nor talk to her. Then, I transfer school. The first day of school in sixth grade, there I met her again, same face. We talk on the first day, give our greetings but that is all. The whole year had passed but our friendship seems a little bit far. It was like she was bullied by the other kids and I never protect her. We graduated in Elementary, same school. High School had passed and no connection. I almost forgot her until I remember her again. I want to know "how is she?" but I am afraid to ask...

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