When I was writing my poem, it was tricky for a couple of reasons. For one thing, sad to say, I don't really have many acquaintances let alone close friends. Fortunately, I did have an old friend of mine that I knew from back in grade school. Even so, I found that I couldn't recall a time when he gave me valuable advice or something like that, which made putting details into the poem difficult. In addition, while I didn't have to, I decided to write the poem so that it rhymed, make a difficult task even more difficult. In the end, though, I believe that the poem came out as good as I could make it. I was able to give it necessary information while at the same time giving it a rhyming twist.
This is my poem.
Zachary, A Dear Friend To Me
By Anthony Fernandez
Zechariah, Zaka Zulu, or just Zack Mirakimi
It does not matter what he is called to me.
From his brown hair to his big smile
To miss his telltale signs would be infantile.
Since the 6th grade, I have known him so
From the very start, we were friend, never foe.
He has seen my house and I his
In either place, with computers he is a wiz.
A super computer can find
If I simply look deep inside his mind.
With technology, he can find any solution
Whether it is for work or elocution.
In New Orleans together we went
With our church youth our purpose God sent.
From the time we ate to the time we slept
Throughout it all, together we were kept.
His family is sometimes nasty
Mostly because of his sister, Casey.
Though younger than him and half his size
A perfect day she can capsize.
Intelligent and funny would be the words
To describe this person with many cords.
He could give you an answer to any question
Then put a funny twist to make it perfection.
If I could talk with him today
Oh, the thing that I would say.
Zack, you are a precious thing of mine
While you are around, who cares about time?
As the saying goes, it is a trend
I now can say this is the end.