The Most Precious Present

by Weeping Wolf   Jul 18, 2005


Crying of a broken heart
theres only one person i can call
I push in the # and hear it ring
Then i hear her voice so soothing and sweet
Theres no one else I'd rather talk to
about my secrets and horrid days
especially today, my birthday

She hears my sobs with a sigh
and uses her comforting words
to heal my dreadful tears
So i can get back up with strength
and rejoin the long-awaited party

There are tear stains on my face
but she has cured my cries
i wipe away the sadness with the past
Wishing the happiness she brought me could last.

Then a grand surprise comes through my door
I see her standing there, best birthday gift i could have
Then she hands me a present with a welcoming smile
And i open it to find the cutest teddy bear ever.
I thank her for it and everything else she has done.
But i know that the gift in the bag
doesn't compare to the gift from her heart
And i know that the most precious present
Is the gift of this true Friend's love.

And i so hope that i too
can help her at troubled times
as she did for me.

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  • 19 years ago

    by *~CaSsYa~*

    Wolf girl....
    YOU are so sweet. I can't believe u wrote a poem about me!!! Tears r fallin from my eyes dude... Thank YOU for being here for me too, i guess that's what friends do, help each other out u kno... I'm glad u like the teddy bear! It was so soft and cuddly lol. Sorry that i came without notifying u tho well ttyl k?
    -Cassya