Brewer

Playing tag, and

hide-and-go seek.

Running around

in the freshly paved street.

Staying up late,

playing truth or dare.

Telling ghost stories,

and getting good scares.

Going to school,

in all the same classes.

Me going with you,

when you got your first glasses.

I will always remember those days.

All of our concerts and all of our plays.

Singing and dancing all weekend long.

Playing Hidden Temple and stepping on the gong.

A contest entry

By me, right now

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trista
November 29, 2007

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You've picked out some really great memories of friendship for your poem, some that remind me a lot of the friends I had in school. The poem feels just a tad bit...unfinished, maybe? This could be because the friendship is still ongoing, so it's not like there IS an end to it, which is of course a good thing. The last stanza, or more correctly - the last line, is a little confusing for (I think) someone other than your friend to really understand, and that could also be why it feels like the poem should have another verse perhaps. But all in all, you've done a nice job and written a beautiful expression of friendship.

Thank you so much for your entry, and good luck in the contest.

Best wishes,
~J.
SuPeR FrEaKy
September 17, 2007
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Reminds me of me and my bff. =]
Heartless Angel
September 17, 2007
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The subject of this poem is a little confusing and in the "Going to school, in all the same classes" the rhyming is a little forced. But, if this is a poem about friends, then its cute. It just needs a little more work so that the reader can understand the subject in an instant. And the title is a little confusing too. But all in all, welcome to the site.