Passing By
Dear Fran,
I was passing by your house today
when I thought of all the things to say
to you before you go.
You've always seen the best in me
even when I couldn't see
the things I subconsciously know.
Like how I think of morals
rather than start quarrels
with people who choose not to listen.
And how I constantly tear at my heart
even as my life falls apart
for the friends I've been graciously given.
If it weren't for you in my life
every day would be filled with strife
because of what I refuse to see.
But you keep my heart going
and I know I'll keep growing
to become who I want to be.
Therefore, I promise to thank you
for helping me pull through
when I can finally be me.
With love,
Katelin
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