My best friends a ghost

Attached at birth me and my ghost.

      My best friend invisible to most.

Before I could talk     he made me giggle in my crib while mommy wasn't in the room.

As speech came along.      he'd help me with my words        like its not pronounced son its soon.

When dad took the training wheels off and let go          It wasn't me riding alone          it was me and my ghost.

School came next where teachers would catch me in a daze

             But I'm really listening to what my invisible friend has to say.

On this day we graduate.

Parties none stop new friends are made.      The more I associate the more he starts to fade.

I don't want him to go away but life says its time to pay attention.

             Here and there we still talk when I pause and listen.

He's that friend I'll never see gone.

       The one that listens when nobody else will.

The one I've known since birth and you can bet I know still.

      My best friend is a ghost I'm not ashamed.

He's real to me so say what you'll say.    

                   On any given day he's a better friend than most.

I'll say it again my best friends a ghost.