These Things.

by Brooke   Nov 25, 2007

These things are good:
The smell of coffee first thing in the morning,
An surprise birthday party for me without warning,
An unexpected visit from a long lost friend,
Late night phone calls that have no end,
And me, falling in love.

These things are a drag:
My best friends leaving me, moving away,
No hug to end a really bad day,
Fights with friends that make me mad,
When people cry, and make me sad,
And me, falling in love.


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