How did you meet your best friend? Was it in school like the narrator of this poem did? Or was it much later in life? This friendship poem is about friendship (obviously). But it’s also about the feelings related to first day in a new school. Hope you enjoy it!
My first day in a new school
It was my first day in a new school
And I was a socially anxious kid
Terrified out of her wits.
I entered the classroom
And couldn’t hear the usual shouts
For my heart was pounding in my ear
Loud enough to drown the crumbling of the Everest.
Without meeting anyone’s eyes I went
Straight to the desk at the very end.
Breathe. Breathe. Breathe.
I was telling myself
When a Henna painted hand extended
Itself in an invitation that I couldn’t fully understand.
I looked up and saw a girl
Smiling at me as if I was her favorite flower.
‘Hi, I am Maya,’ she said in her angelic voice
And that was the beginning
of a brand new friendship story
For the rest of our lives.
-Armaan