Sally and Sarah were 6 and 9, always were true.
They'd often run all day in the park,
Played with their toys, both old and new,
Until well after dark.
One day Sarah was hit by a car,
Little Sally cried all day long,
Sarah said the day she healed was not at all far,
In the meantime, Sarah told Sally to be strong.
Soon afterwards, Sarah got better, smiles all around,
Sally's eyes full of joy, all was right again,
Sarah was brave, in pain but didn't make a sound,
Sally was so glad she didn't lose her best friend.
Another time Sally was really unwell,
Six days in hospital were spent,
She was ill but you really couldn't tell,
Endless tales from Sarah made sure the time soon went.
Twenty years on, they're still good friends,
Sally got married, as Sarah held her hand tight,
The nerves she felt disappeared, as quick as daylight ends,
Sarah married shortly after, never was their bond so bright.
(c) NZ 2010.
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