And for my last note I say I say

And for my last note I say I say...
By: Winona Garcia

People say your tiny eyes
are just thin slits on your head
But I must admit I rise
to see them I rise from bed

Every highlight of my day
is speaking to you at night
never running out of things to say
always having some kind of fight

My dear, you own a sweet smile
your smile is so contagious
I'd pick you out of a pile
because you make me so outrageous

And I know its only been two years
but I feel I've known you for more
and it always brings me to tears
when I think about year number four

Then there's you, you're God's gift
well you're God's gift to me
your gentle heart is my sift...
My sift that sets me free

You can get kinda funky
but I guess it's okay
then again, you're like a monkey!
and I mean that in a good way

Oh my Gosh! Lookey here!
Somebody has available ears
I guess they took your book away
I'm just playing around okay?

I feel so comfortable with you
I guess 'cause your my oldest friend
were probably stuck with magic glue
that will keep us together till the end

All would be lost
without you my dear
No matter the cost
I know you'll be here

You and I are meant to be
blood's no matter in our family
Your my flower that never dies
Our friendship is as great as skies

Blessed with a heart so forgiving
though you've been hurt many times
you show your mercy by living
the disciplined life of mimes

You listen to every comment
You hear every word
anything, everything will content
your spirit of a bird

To all my glorious friends
whose good byes are never shallow
who can see through my lies
and my ebullient swallows
whose smiles are never fake
My dear friends I love you so
from the break of mornings' wake
till the moon's last tomorrow

this poem is dedicated to my friends ( order mentioned in poem) Josh, Leah, Kaye, Irina, Paula and Judy. Each friend has two paragraphs each ( happy?)