Jeffrey Pipes Guice

New Orleans

My Hundred Dollar Bill

It’s hard to find the words
To explain the love I have for you...
It’s hard to describe the bond we have
For me, there’s nothing you wouldn’t do...

This true everlasting friendship
Has never been some quid pro quo...
This unconditional brotherly love
Is all we’ve ever had to know...

Who needs a hundred singles
Or friendships we forever need to refill...
When I can always count on my best brother
My Hundred Dollar Bill...

We had so many experiences,
Mostly really good, but a few somewhat bad...
We’ve enjoyed so many times together
Some totally hilarious, but a few kinda sad...

We’ve learned from all our mistakes,
We’ve matured together, into good men indeed...
We’ve celebrated with much wine, women and song
But we never shared the evil weed...

Who needs a hundred singles
Or friendships we forever need to refill...
When I can always count on my best brother
My Hundred Dollar Bill...

When I started writing a poem
To describe my love I have for my brother...
It was in the middle of my rhyming
I realized our friendship is the gift to one another...

I couldn’t have ask Our Heavenly Father
For a kinder or better friend...
And I know you’ll always be there for me
From then, to now and to the very end...

Who needs a hundred singles
Or friendships we forever need to refill...
When I can always count on my best brother
My Hundred Dollar Bill...

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