A radiant face
Colours in keeping.
Our Caro
Immaculate
Perfectly made up.
Recounting experiences
Driven to the next
Her boys, my boy
Best friends when they meet.
Chatting away in French
Catch up
Retreat
Four more weeks to go
Cheese fondue will await.
Stomp across terrain
Not yet covered in snow
Suki, her huski
Straining to go
See the newborn kids.
Mairie her future,
Decidedly so
Compliment to
Our Caro
Adventurous, whole.
Can’t wait to be back
A hug, smile, tear.
My dear friend
First of firsts
Our Caro
Is dear.
Kerry Bridges
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Author:
Kerry (
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- Comment from author about the poem: One of my besties.
- Category: Friendship
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Comments2
A fun read I know that in Italian it means my dear in Spanish it means expensive and if one more r were added it would be a car. I take it for the first.
Loving this guessing game. It's a less original, I'm afraid - her full name is Caroline but in France Caro is a short version.
Great write
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