Jean Pullman - secret friends

I haven't met you face to face
But when we talk you put me in a better place
I met you somewhere i never thought i would
To me you have been so good
you are my secret friend
for we know only whats within
I don't know your physical appearence
but i know what color your hair is
I talk to with such ease
You bring my chaotic life some peace
I get antsy when we can't talk
because to my pavement you are my chalk
Your some one i can truly say is a friend
You havent judged me the way they did
so when you read this i hope you
some one cares for you and doesn't want you to go
stay with me my secret friend
lets hold our heads high and keep walking with no end

dedicated to Christopher Turner my secret friend

Jean Pullman

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