My Friend (by Debrah S. Bernier)

You are my friend
Given to me by God.
At first you were a little strange
And, I must say, a little odd.

As I grew to know you more,
I believe you read my mind,
You finished all my sentences
And treated me, oh, so kind.

Now that we have grown,
I really love you so.
I hope you feel the same, too,
I just wanted you to know!

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