Rose
I'm thankful for Long blonde hair
Blue eyes like the ocean
Skin like caramel
Open arms
A motherly nature
For a caring smile
My saving grace
These are the things I see when I see my best friend
I am so thankful for her
From the 4 A.M. phone calls
To the please stay for me’s
I hit the bottom hard
And she's standing next to me
I go spinning out of control
And she's pulling me to safety
I crumble into pieces
And she’s rebuilding me.
She's the calm in my storm
And there is no body I'd rather have guiding me
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