My Friend
Although we're very far apart I thought that I should say the memories that we have made I think of every day.

I have new friends that make me laugh and share in things I do, but keep in mind no one I've met could take the place of you.

We sometimes had our differences and argued once or twice, but mostly we were more inclined to relay our advice.

I miss the way we'd find a flaw in someone we both know and talk about it all the time whenever things got slow.

We annoyed our "pretty" friend portraying Maureen's "moos," and proved that we were two tough chicks by getting our tattoos.

The things we did weren't always safe, but we were pretty clever. We made the most of every night. Lawn Bandits are forever!

--Daryl Molen

people have read this poem