The Writer’s Best Friend

A personification poem My best friend Slipping away Her life is getting shorter As time marches on She has met with me daily Without a question she’s there But I can only sit and watch As she starts to fade A tear rolled from my eyes When I had to say goodbye I no longer have her with me She is forever gone She was my best friend What will I do now Without her Life will be hard But a new friend soon comes So sharp, so wise Her life is getting shorter too As time marches on