Jet-black curls framed her tanned face <br />Her pleasant nature was like a sun filled day <br />She was a friend who cared and listened. <br /> <br />'Hello, come right in and have a cup of tea…' <br />When I’d leave she’d say, 'come back Theresa.' <br />Jet-black curls framed her tanned face. <br /> <br />She was always ready to give a helping hand. <br />If you were missing something, she’d lend… <br />She was a friend who cared and listened. <br /> <br />Everyone was welcomed at her front door <br />I will always remember my good neighbor, <br />Jet-black curls framed her tanned face. <br /> <br />Now that she has passed away, she is missed, <br />Now there’s no one to ask, how is your day? <br />She was a friend who cared and listened. <br /> <br />The house next door is vacant and quiet. <br />I remember Ruby; she was like my mother. <br />Jet-black curls framed her tanned face <br />She was a friend who cared and listened. <br /> <br />8/6/07<br /><br />Theresa Ann Moore<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-friend-ruby/
