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Best Friends For Life


Remember our finger painting years You and me, You and I Friends... Sharing snacks and having slumbers PJ's and blankets Talking and sharing stories Remember that? It was like yesterday we were jumping on your bunk bed I'd always climb up from the stairs because I was too scared Now we're older You share your drawings, I share mines We dig into tubs of ice cream, chatting Jeans and Converse sneakers Laying on your twin sized bed Staying up, remembering those finger painting days
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