You have always been good to me.
In second grade you assured me
art is valuable and books are cool,
later in fifth grade you sat front row
at my chior concert cheering loudest
and when you broke my heart
you helped me pick up every piece
(even though it took three years).
You've been so sweet to me.
As long as I can remember
you've been a friend to me,
always looked my way with love
(or at least adoration), and this -
this is my way of being here for you.
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