Yo he had a beard, when I told jokes.
He liked them, some not.
He's been a friend and a teacher, but mostly a brother.
When I was down, he lifted me up.
He gave me smile, in return he would get one too.
He made art and I made talent, that makes best friends.
ps still in progress
Saturday, December 12, 2009
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