In kindergarten your idea of a good friend
was the person who let you have the red crayon
when all that was left was the ugly black one.
In first grade your idea of a good friend
was the person who went to the bathroom with you
and held your hand as you walked through the scary halls.
In second grade your idea of a good friend
was the person who helped you stand up
to the class bully.
In third grade your idea of a good friend
was the person who shared their lunch
with you when you forgot yours on the bus.
In fourth grade your idea of a good friend
was the person who was willing to switch square dancing
partners in gym so you wouldn't have to be
stuck do-si-do-ing with the dork of the class.
In fifth grade your idea of a friend
was the person who saved a seat
on the back of the bus for you.
In sixth grade your idea of a friend
was the person who went up to your new crush,
and asked them to dance with you,
so that if they said no
you wouldn't have to be embarrassed.
In seventh grade your idea of a friend was
the person who let you copy the social studies homework
from the night before that you had forgotten about.
In eighth grade your idea of a good friend
was the person who helped you pack up your
stuffed animals and old baseball cards
so that your room would be a "high schooler's" room,
but didn't laugh at you when you
finished and broke out into tears.
In ninth grade your idea of a good friend
was the person who went with you
to that "cool" party thrown by a senior
so you wouldn't wind up
being the only freshman there.
In tenth grade your idea of a good friend
was the person who changed their schedule so
you would have someone to sit with at lunch.
In eleventh grade your idea of a good friend
was the person who gave you rides in their new car,
convinced your parents that you shouldn't be grounded,
consoled you when you broke up with your significant other
and found you a date to the prom.
In twelfth grade your idea of a good friend
was the person who helped you pick out a college,
assured you that you would get into that college,
helped you deal with your parents who were having
a hard time adjusting to the idea of letting you go.
At graduation your idea of a good friend
was the person who was crying on the inside but
managed the biggest smile one could give
as they congratulated you.
The summer after twelfth grade your idea of a good friend
was the person who helped you clean up from that party.
Helped you sneak out of the house when you just
couldn't deal with your parents.
Assured you that now that your
significant other were back together,
you could make it through anything.
Helped you pack up for college
and just silently hugged you as you looked
through blurry eyes at 18 years of memories
you were leaving behind.
And finally on those last days of childhood,
went out of their way to come over
and send you off with a hug, alot of memories
and reassurance that you would make it in college
as well as you had these past 18 years.
But most importantly sent you off to college
knowing you were loved.
Now, your idea of a good friend is still the person
who gives you the better of the two choices.
Holds your hand when you're scared.
Helps you fight off those who try to take advantage of you.
Thinks of you at times when you are not there.
Reminds you of what you have forgotten.
Helps you put the past behind you but understands
when you need to hold on to it a little longer.
Stays with you so that you have confidence.
Goes out of their way to make time for you.
Helps you clear up your mistakes.
Helps you deal with pressure from others.
Smiles for you when they are sad.
Helps you become a better person.
However most importantly loves you!
