BFF (Best Friends Forever)
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(Jo)
Last week a new girl joined our school;
She’s clever, pretty, funny, cool.
She’s sitting next to my best friend.
They chat and giggle; I pretend
That I’m not bothered, I don’t care,
But deep inside I’m really scared
I’m not Li’s best friend anymore.
That’s why my eyes are red and sore.
(Li)
Last week a new girl came to school
She’s kind and friendly, dark-haired, tall.
She’s just like Jo, who’s my best friend.
They’d get on well, and I intend
To ask Jo and my new friend, Claire,
Both round to play, but I’m just scared
Jo doesn’t like me anymore.
I wonder why her eyes are sore?
(Claire)
Last week I moved and my new school
Is fun, I love it. Best of all
I quickly made a great new friend
Who asked me if, the next weekend,
I would come with her to the fair.
But Jo, her best friend, will be there.
I hope Jo likes me; I’m not sure.
She’s always sad. Her eyes look sore.
Last week a new girl joined our school;
She’s clever, pretty, funny, cool.
She’s sitting next to my best friend.
They chat and giggle; I pretend
That I’m not bothered, I don’t care,
But deep inside I’m really scared
I’m not Li’s best friend anymore.
That’s why my eyes are red and sore.
(Li)
Last week a new girl came to school
She’s kind and friendly, dark-haired, tall.
She’s just like Jo, who’s my best friend.
They’d get on well, and I intend
To ask Jo and my new friend, Claire,
Both round to play, but I’m just scared
Jo doesn’t like me anymore.
I wonder why her eyes are sore?
(Claire)
Last week I moved and my new school
Is fun, I love it. Best of all
I quickly made a great new friend
Who asked me if, the next weekend,
I would come with her to the fair.
But Jo, her best friend, will be there.
I hope Jo likes me; I’m not sure.
She’s always sad. Her eyes look sore.
This poem is copyright (©) Jacqueline Shirtliff 2024
About the Writer
Jacqueline Shirtliff
Jacqueline is a poet and primary school teacher on the Isle of Man. One of her favourite things is helping children to love poetry and reading and encouraging them to be writers themselves. She lives in a rose-covered cottage near the sea and enjoys gardening, crochet, and playing the tuba and harp, but not all at the same time! You can read some of her other poems in The Caterpillar, Tyger Tyger, Northern Gravy, The Toy, and Little Thoughts Press.
