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My Ten Best Friends

They’re more than attached.
They’re part of me.
They handle all of my daily chores.
They cooperate…
for the most part.
They’re bad about hurting me,
but are the best friends I could ever ask for.
They change diapers,
cook our meals, and
clean on a daily basis.
The mend the broken things.
They pick up the crumbs
smashed into the carpet
by tiny toes.
They zip zippers,
button buttons,
and do most anything.
They never talk back.
They never start fights,
but they’re bad about making fists.
My ten best friends
are the only friends
I can ever say
I’ll take to the grave.

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I was jokingly singing to my sister about how my only friends were “these guys” while holding my hands to her face and wiggling my fingers. Suddenly, inspiration struck.

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hands, fingers, toes, poetry, body, mind, soul, friends, loneliness

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Comments

  • Barssel
    Barsselover 2 years ago

    Witty and clever………..well done.

  • Thank you!

    – holdbacknothing

  • Loui  Jover
    Loui Joverover 2 years ago

    not the kind of friends one would want to lose…:) wonderful prose

  • Haha, I know! Thank you very much.

    – holdbacknothing

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