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Surfer's poem: My best friends

Smiles, laughter, tears, growing up through the years, from Barbie dolls to flirting with boys...., writes Zeba Zaidi. Your contribution.

india Updated: Aug 23, 2006 16:41 IST

Smiles, laughter, tears
Growing up through the years
From Barbie Dolls to flirting with boys
Bring out the make-up, put up the toys
Going shopping to buy some shoes
It's Friday night - want to cruise
Late for class, got the food
Good thing Mr. Top was in a good mood
Who will catch the wedding bouquet?
Together, everything would be okay
And when he didn't love me too
You were there when I needed you
Baby names and baby showers
Little pink dresses with ribbons and flowers
Think of all the memories made
Some of us together since first grade
"Be my friend. You seem nice."
Care Bears, pop rocks, and Vanilla Ice
Cell phones, car keys, staying up all night
We've come along way since Rainbow Bright
I'm here for you, and you for me
Because we're Best Friends, and we'll always be

Zeba Zaidi
Mayur Public School, New Delhi

First Published: Aug 23, 2006 16:41 IST