in depth look at poem: This poem was written because I told her that I would write her a poem and this was my first attempt at writing her one. This one is not the best one that I have written for her.


Beck

Beck, you're my friend.
the only one it seems.
for everyone else has left me alone to die.
but you gave me the food, the water.
you gave me the life I own.

Beck, you're my life.
the only one I have.
for everything else has faded out.
but you're the only friend to me
when I'm about to die.

Beck, you're my friend.
the only one it seems.
for every one of my false friends left.
but you stick by me through it all.
you keep me alive.

Beck, you're my life.
the only one I have.
for you gave me a reason to live,
a reason to be here now
when I'm close to death.

-Jon Johnston


© Copyright 1997 Jonathan Johnston


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